[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Too much drank in me, yeah, I'ma keep pourin' up (It's fuckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin'— Redda)
I just got racks, spent that shit on some jeans, yeah, bitch I keep goin' up
On the Oxy', I just popped three, huh, baby, you know this me
On the drank, yeah, I'm high as a tree, no I can't even feel my feet
And they keep tellin' me slow down, bitch, I might do that
And they say, "Lil' Redda finna drown," bitch, I can't do that, huh
They wanna see lil' Redda in the ground, but I can't do that, no
Yeah, I'ma keep stackin' that bread up to the top, bitch, I can't go back, bro
And you know that, bro
Fuck that bitch from the back, I don't know this ho
Run it up like it's track, we gon' get a band, fasho
And I bet that boy mad, 'cause lil' Redda took his ho
I got racks, I cannot count it slow
Count a hundred, I count it up, fasho
I need a mil', 'bout to get that bitch, fasho
And I'm spendin' that shit, I can't pull it out for show

[Chorus]
Too much drank in me, yeah, I'ma keep pourin' up
I just got racks, spent that shit on some jeans, yeah, bitch I keep goin' up
On the Oxy', I just popped three, huh, baby, you know this me
On the drank, yeah, I'm high as a tree, no I can't even feel my feet
And they keep tellin' me slow down, bitch, I might do that
And they say, "Lil' Redda finna drown," bitch, I can't do that, huh
They wanna see lil' Redda in the ground, but I can't do that, no
Yeah, I'ma keep stackin' that bread up to the top, bitch, I can't go back, bro
And you know that, bro
Fuck that bitch from the back, I don't know this ho
Run it up like it's track, we gon' get a band, fasho
And I bet that boy mad, 'cause lil' Redda took his ho
I got racks, I cannot count it slow
Count a hundred, I count it up, fasho
I need a mil', 'bout to get that bitch, fasho
And I'm spendin' that shit, I can't pull it out for show