[Intro]
I'm talking redrum
I'm talking redrum
I'm talking redrum (Turn me up mike, turn me up)
Yeah, I'm talking redrum
Yeah, ayy

[Verse 1]
I just flooded my neck so my chain can glist
Rollie on me but it do not tick
I ain't got time to spend with no bitch
Stay on my grind, I'm tryna get rich
Down for the kill, might catch me a body
My n***a like Martin he keep him a Tommy
Remember them days, I was broke, I was bummy
I got on my ass, I had to get something
Hopped out my feelings, hopped in my bag
I'm thanking my gang, and I'm throwing my flag
You diss on my gang, then his toe gave a tag
I run in yo house and I'm hitting your stash
Say you want smoke, I'm bringing that pressure
When bullets hit, turn his shirt into ketchup
All gas yeah, [?]

[Chorus]
I'm talking redrum
I'm talking murder
Them bullets hurt ya
Flip you like a burger
Or like a mattress
My n***a you can have it
I'm all about the smoke, like a fucking crack addict
Addict
[Verse 2]
Hop out with Glocks, I hop out with TEC's
If a n***a playing, then his ass get stretched
I don't gotta tote a gun, if my n***a open, he 'gon make a mess
Lot of shit on my mind right now, gotta get it out my chest
Staying away from the rats, my n***a
Don't fuck with the peds, yeah
Jamaican Don Dada
Finger slide [?] yeah
N***a play he get wacked yeah
N***a better come correct, yeah
Murder on my mental
I'm a pop a n***a like a pimple
I'm a leave a n***a with a dimple
Bullets rip through a n***a temple

[Outro]
I'm talking redrum, I'm talking murder
I'm talking redrum, I'm talking murder
I'm talking redrum, I'm talking murder
N***a want smoke? he can get it
I'm a wack him yeah, and get acquitted
I'm a wack him yeah, and get acquitted
If you n***a want smoke with me
Tell him he can get it
Redrum
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I'm a murk him and get acquitted
[?] and if a fuck n***a complain, tell him he can get it
Tell him he can get it
He can get it, he can get it
Murder murder murder
Redrum I get acquitted