[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Slatt, slatt (Yeah)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Red)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***as (What? What? Ooh)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***a (What? What? Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Slatt)
Red, red (What?)

[Verse: Redd Coldhearted & Playboi Carti]
Coldhearted, my heart on my sleeve (Huh)
Baddest bitch, you better believe
My Louboutins bleed, my Louboutins bleed
Bands on me, got bands on me
Got a foreign lil bitch, your bitch (Hol' up)
She choosin' me, your bitch (Hol' up)
Your n***a (Huh, what?), your n***a (Huh, what?)
Your n***a (Huh), your bitch (Huh)
First I count my dough (Yeah)
Then I do my show (Yeah)
Hop on that jet (Woah)
AP, yeah, it's two-tone (Woah)
Only sippin' red (Yeah)
But my ring too cold (Woah)
I could fuck all your n***as (Woah)
I could fuck all your hoes (Woah, woah, slatt)
I got the game on choke (Yeah)
I got the chain on my throat (Woah, woah, woah)
I'm in this bitch with Yung Carti (Woah)
We take your hoes to the party (Yeah)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Red)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***as (What? What? Ooh)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***a (What? What? Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Slatt)
Red, red (What?)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Red)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***as (What? What? Ooh)
She might take your bitch (What? What? What? Yeah)
She might take your n***a (What? What? Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Ooh)
Red, red, yeah (Slatt)
Red, red (What?)