Yatta
Redrum
[Intro]
That n***a slidin' through
And fuck these bitches too, I need blue faces

[Verse]
Don’t be mad your bitch choose me
Yeah she blew me, bitch barely even knew me, knew me
It was me and bro up in that hoopty
Seen a block, spin the block, had to do him
Fuck the opps, we just scored, we up today
Back to the block to celebrate, bitch, hooray
Hah, baby dig my swag, hah, touché
Then she gave me top, hah, toupée
Hah, ballin' on these n***as, hah, 2K (Swish)
No circle, small dot, these n***as two-faced
Fuck these bitches too, I need blue faces
And the weed I smoke a hundred, bitch, grade A shit
My bitch said you wanna fuck me and my mans too
So we ran the bitch like some tennis shoes
Baby ate the dick with no utensils
Shawty had good brain but she skipped school

[Chorus]
Ayy, money on my mind, my mind
Since I lost bro, I been on my mind, my mind
Bodies droppin' murder all around, around
Red rum, red rum, all around, around
Red rum, all around, around
Red rum, red rum, all around, around
Red rum, all around, around
Red rum, red rum, all around, around