I SEE RED

[Intro]

Woah (Slatt)

Woah (Slatt)

Woah (Slatt)

[Chorus]

I put a bag on ya head (I put a bag on ya)

Uh, my niggas sippin' that red (My niggas sippin' that red)

My cup full of that red (My cup full of that)

Flatt, back up, I see red (Back up, I see)

I just walked in with my TEC (I just walked in with my TEC)

Uh, made the whole spot disappear (Made the whole spot disappear)

Huh, I just walked in with my TEC (I just walked in with my TEC)

Uh, I just might pop it in here (I just might pop it in here)

You don't want problems in here (Woo, slatt)

It's too many problems in here (Slatt)

No Keed, but I got it in here (Woo)

New vibes, a party in here

My bitch, a model, yeah (Woo)

All ass, she brought it in here (Uh)

She wan' fuck on my partner in here (Uh)

Chrome fit, bitch I'm cocky in here (Uh)

[Verse 1]

I put the rack right on top of the racks

Green flag, my Glock 19

Twenty-one, my gun, 19

I had racks since I turned nineteen

She bad, tryna fuck my team

On go, she ain't pop no bean

This fit cost everything, this fit cost everything

Locked inside, I got so many chains, flashin' in your eyes

YSL really been goin' insane, MILITIA worldwide

I'll do a—, for my gang, real deal ties

Stop throwin' bullshit on my name, stop tellin' lies

[Bridge]

Woah (Yeah)

Woah, woah (Stop tellin' lies)

Woah (Yeah)

Woah (Yeah)

Woah (Yeah)

[Chorus]

I put a bag on ya head (I put a bag on ya)

Uh, my niggas sippin' that red (My niggas sippin' that red)

My cup full of that red (My cup full of that)

Flatt, back up, I see red (Back up, I see)

I just walked in with my TEC (I just walked in with my TEC)

Uh, made the whole spot disappear (Made the whole spot disappear)

Huh, I just walked in with my TEC (I just walked in with my TEC)

Uh, I just might pop it in here (I just might pop it in here)

You don't want problems in here (Woah)

It's too many problems in here (Woah)

No Keed, but I got it in here (Woah)

New vibes, a party in here (Woah)

My bitch, a model, yeah (Woah)

All ass, she brought it in here (Woah)

She wan' fuck on my partner in here (Woah)

Chrome fit, bitch I'm cocky in here (Yeah, woah)

[Verse 2]

I'm makin' commas on commas on commas on commas on commas

I got me some money, then went presidential the dial, Obama (Woah)

She know I'm a star, I get to fuck that ho when I wanna

I'm tryna tell you, I'm winnin' regardless

I slept in apartments, I'm startin' to run up my commas

My shit got updated, I know that they hate it

I say I'm the greatest

She just like my last one, but she still my favorite

I'm servin' these flows, like it's crack in the '80s

Six bullets for them, and they all dedicated

For niggas that told me I would never make it

I'm probably God's favorite, I'm probably God's favorite

I hop out the bed, countin' racks up, I made it