Lyrics
I just brought a bag up
I just brought a bag up, them boys needin back up
I just ran a- (Hi Red), huh, I just ran a bag up
Huh, shawty tryna lay up, smoke this stack up
5am in the booth, I'm countin racks up
Most of these rappers asleep, I'm the last one
Tryna get my pockets bigger than Fat Gum
Every time I make a racky, I play Jenga, stack em
I look just like Bruce Wayne, staying in that manor
Baby I got that juice up on me, Tropicana
Walkin around wit that hammer on me, got that blamma
Just hit the orthopedic doctor, I can't stand ya
I got two twin glocks in hand, let em blow
Like my name Red Hood, don't play me for no joke
Elsa cold inside my heart, I let it snow
All black whip, bitches doin white inside a ghost
Won't see Red wit no white girl, boy you know that
I want shawty keep it blacker than uh, Kodak
I'm in flow state, boy, I don't need no damn Prozac
But when I'm puffin za, I turn into air nomad
Walkin in the function
They sayin hi Red, they say Hey JT
I done rolled this blunt up, sparkin with Juski
I just celebrate dubs, I do it with my team
I dunno, like what, huh, what the fuck you mean
Rocks all on my diamonds, soapy color clean
Told a bitch throw it back, yea, I know she a Trini queen
Bae I need you bad, lemme spend this 50 piece, ooh
In the function gettin lit up on the dance floor
Way she suckin, baby whatchu need your hands for
Travel all around the globe wit a laptop, a mic, and some headphones stuffed inside a Jansport
I just brought a bag up
I just brought a bag up, them boys needin back up
I just ran a- (Hi Red), huh, I just ran a bag up
Huh, shawty tryna lay up, smoke this stack up
A quiet maelstrom grows in the gap
Forming to a void that desire could never satiate
In other words
Our star is beginning to fade
(Red- Red- Red Team Network)