New Red Bottoms

Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter

I went up on the price on the feature

Hit his block, chopper sing like Alisha

And lil' bro still in the four posted up by the store

Tryna serve him a bow with his nina

All these diamonds too cold for a freezer

Nigga play in this bitch, then it's over

Walk in church you can smell my aroma

Baby nine should've came with a stroller

I came from the mud, niggas act like I ain't

Mama told me, "Don't crash" but I'm still tryna play

Why the fuck you ain't slide, niggas know why I stay

Makin' money off Ps that we got from the Bay

Seventeen I got caught on the lick with Lil' Teevo

But we didn't tell 'em nothin' so we made it out safe

Five six but I still get off any day, put that Glock on his ass

If he get in my face

Ay, ay, I be turnin' shit up, why they startin' me?

Press a button, start it up, fuck a car key

Baby Drake had to ride in a car seat

Still sellin' leads to that green like parsley

Lotta racks nigga, we livin' narley

Niggas scared on the low, where your heart be?

Brand new Benz 2020, ah park me

V8 chase a nigga down like Starsky

Had to let that hoe know I don't need her for shit

I been itchin' for money Iike a feen for a fix

I ain't worried 'bout a nigga, I ain't stressin' a bitch

He actin' too hard, tryin' not to act friendly

But I can see right through that nigga like Nikki

I came up the harder way just like Penny

(I can see right through you, nigga)

I'm too smooth with this shit I can't let a hoe trick me

Gotta make the first move before they can get me

Turn my bitch to a grinder like her name was Britney

When I crank up the Hemi' smoke come out the muffler

Momma knew Jello was always a hustler

I can get you the product just give me your custom

(What you want?)

This shit steady boomin', it jump like a rabbit

I sleep with a fifty round under my mattress

My life is a movie, it's so cinematic (it's so cinematic)

Like Lil' Toosie, a puzzle can't figure me out

I be fuckin' these hoes then I'm kickin' 'em out

If she talkin' too much put some dick in her mouth

You scared, go to church, better talk to Jehovahs

It's 24/8 marijuana my odour

Still watchin' for rats, I'm still watchin' for Kobies

I'm not tryna kick it, no I'm not a leg

I can't entertain what a fuck nigga said

At the end of the day I'ma get to the bread

Ay, ay new red bottoms

Nigga I'ma real block bleeder

Straight off the pot like ether

Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her

Tonight goin' up on the features

Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him

Hell no I don't know these people

So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal

Big demon I don't really like people

This a Glock, this is not desert eagle

Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal

Have my young nigga come pop for a feature

Glock on my waist, not no beeper

Servin' that butter, that pita

Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers

Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter

Ay, ay, stand over the body

Now I got his blood on my sneakers

Forty go boom like a speaker

Murder gang bitch, I'm the reaper

I like to hit 'em up broad day

But my youngin a creeper

Take flight late night with the heater

Gettin' hot like a fever

He say he can't wait he be eatin'

Bay shot gang, I'm the leader

Gleezy a freak, she eat up and pop at your people

King of Texas nigga, play, I'm asleep

I ain't king of the murder but we never see 'em

King of my city I ain't showin' no pity

I ain't doin' no dissin', I'm an all-out pimp

Grabbed an AK or my AR pimp

What up, it's my friend Lil' A on the pill

Come get your B she all in my DMs

She say she want dick I'ma pay her to set 'em up

Get my youngin and sparkle to wet 'em up

Tried the beat before we knife

Tried the beat before we messed up

Start niggas spoke we got years, we got hit with that

Fuck the opps, drop the addy, I'm pushin' up

Murder gang, free smoke, try your luck

Ay, ay new red bottoms

Nigga I'ma real block bleeder

Straight off the pot like ether

Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her

Tonight goin' up on the features

Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him

Hell no I don't know these people

So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal

Big demon I don't really like people

This a Glock, this is not desert eagle

Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal

Have my young nigga come pop for a feature

Glock on my waist, not no beeper

Servin' that butter, that pita

Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers

Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter

Ay, ay