Blac Youngsta
Redchuck Red Flag
[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash

[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]
Hopped out the Coope like a motherfucking bag
I'm a motherfucking boss, I'm having motherfucking cash
I know [?] motherfucking swag
These diamonds they real, they hitting hard against the glass
Your baby daddy broke, it ain't my falt he ain't having shit
Graduated from the trap house [?]
I had to get it out the mud, man no n***a gave me shit
And if your n***a ain't taking care of your kids, then he ain't shit
Fuck it, let the money couner count the money up
Feeling like Usane Bolt, I gotta run it up
[?] all we got is us
And a [?]
I sware to god I put my heart [?]
[?]
I ain't having no money problems [?]
[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Shout to my broke bitches
My cutthroat bitches, shout to the hoes strippin on the pole with ya
I don't trust a bitch
So I go with her
I fucked four bitches, [?]
Shout out to them lame ass old n***as
I don't respect my elders, hell no n***a
They tell you how they used to whip a bird
But they don't tell you how they fold n***a
Down till you had to get them n***as locked up
Down till you in the court room pointing fingers up
Rat on me n***a, you get hit up
[?], I got [?]
Your baby daddy bitch, he broke as hell
Put him on child support, he ain't even pay it
You locked him up, he come pay the bail
N***as thuggin, he still sent to jail
I ain't fucking with these flaunting ass n***as
I ain't [?]
My bitch took my other bitch out for her birthday
I got brought up
I got caught up
So we could've had a threesome
Could've been me, you and her
Could've worked it out
Could've talked about it
Could've had a [?]
It could've been us
Since [?]
[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash
Red chuck, red flag
Hopped out the [?] [?] motherfucking bag
Lil mama looking sad
It ain't my falt your baby daddy broke and got no cash