Redda
POEM

[Intro: Redda & 21 Savage]
(Bitch, I got racks)
And I'm callin' these hoes like, "I don't even know where I'm at right now" (Yeah)
"Can't even really see right now" (Yeah)
"I don't even know if I really wanna be with you right now, uh" (Yeah)

[Verse: Redda]
Yeah, I'm all alone now
I could feel my soul now
Bitch, I'm 'bout to doze off, yeah
I could feel the lows now, yeah
She want drugs, yeah, she want drugs
Then she go tappin' on my shoulder
She like drugs, yeah, I like drugs
Man, it hit me like a fuckin' boulder
And I told her, that 'em drugs make you colder
And it's really hard to sober
No more green, no more clovers
When you broke, you think it's over
But that shit gon' run you over
This shit ugly like a ogre
I just wanna fly like a slow bird
Look up to the sky and take this moment
You tryna waste time, I'm tryna hold it
I'm tryna put it up, I'm tryna fold it
I wanna shape the future and mold it
Opportunity is closin'
Pass you right by, you foldin'
They said I might die, but they not jokin'
Lil' baby love the white, that's why it's snowin'
That's why the lil' bitch nose glowin'
Knew she was a pro, her nose golden
Oxy' hit my brain like George Foreman
Yeah, I'm the star of my fuckin' tournament
I'm so high, lil' bitch, I'm soarin'
Green eightys, they foreign
Like a Tussin cup, bitch, I'm pourin'
Sippin' on that red, it look like gore, man
I'm sippin' on that Jolly Rancher gourmet
I been sippin' drank since like fourteen
Boy, you started doin' drugs at quarantine
I can't even take no Perc' with no lean
She don't like when I be geeked, I'm so mean
Grab a pint, next day, it's no lean
Sippin', I can't even do it slowly
Perc' got me spinnin' like a 4G
I don't even like her, she not codeine
I just want the pint, lil' bitch, you could leave
She think she a hero, bitch Jubilee
Told me I could quit if I could just believe
That's not really what you believe
Bitch, I'm really done, you could leave
I don't wanna talk, fuck the scene
I just wonder what the ho mean
Bitch steady tryna tell me that I gotta go, oh, oh
I don't even know about it, I don't even know, no, no
I just got in trouble with the bros on the road, no, no
I'm in Paris like "Free Cuz," what he do? I don't know
I'm in France on the blue, no, no
She in a trance on the blue, no, no
'Pane I gotta sip like the flu, no, no
She gon' suck me up just like a flute, oh no
She with me, not with you, huh-huh
Got a team of bitches for the crew, uh-huh
Got a room of switches for the coupe, uh-huh
Tryna play with the gang, you get poofed, uh-huh
Now he got no tooth, uh-uh
Now he can't chew, uh-uh
Tryna get the loot, uh-uh
And that boy some food, uh-huh
You not havin' no play
With my brother Cozey
Man, these bitches nosey
'Cause they don't got no say