Red

When I wake up nigga counting up them dead Got some drink up in my cup sipping Henny don't do red When I wake up nigga counting up them dead Got some drink up in my cup sipping Henny don't do red Throw your hood up little nigga don't be scared Don't want to roll no woods up it's paper Fanta in the air You got to get your goods up before spending like you don't care So I'm out here stacking up making plans with the bread fettuccine get the green Fully focused out here Free all of my niggas Doing time up in them cells Whole lot of runts in my blunts I be high as hell up in this bitch and that's every occasion Run up on me get to spraying Nigga masked up like Jason Like the chopper belong to me like the machete with Jason I ain't playing I do not fear no man Pop his ass slump him over like he off of the Xanax that boy really thought it was a game You got your gang but I got my gang too nigga we ain't really worried about your gang We put in that pain Oh this another one punch in gang Haven't been writing these lyrics on flame but that ain't a thing I get the keys to the penthouse tell her pop out with her gang When that money come in let it flip Stack it up and don't brag about it And I know some hitters who will do it for me and I'm talking about drilling and shit When I drop bump this in your whip Music go crazy as shit Run up on me get to spraying When I wake up nigga counting up them dead Got some drink up in my cup sipping Henny don't do red Throw your hood up little nigga don't be scared Don't want to roll no woods up it's paper fanta in the air You got to get your goods up before spending like you don't care So I'm out here stacking up making plans with the bread fettuccine get the green Fully focused out here Free all of my niggas Doing time up in them cells