Shit, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest eye lens, I need the latest F.N. (Ayo, Oddwin)
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad bitch said my dick a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ’cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these bitches and the profits
Sex ed’, baby, nutty professor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser
I promise you never gon’ be on my level
All that hate and that jealousy, that shit the devil
Dig your own grave, I’ll get the shovel
I get that bag, fo’ sho’, I hop out a Jag’, fo’ sho’
Keep me a mag’, fo’ sho’, I’m havin’ a blast, fo’ sho
Might blast this ho if you talk down on gang, lil’ bitch
Get left in the past, lil’ ho’
If I pull up and hop out, lil’ bitch, it’s a fashion show
Gloria Glam just like Adiva
Don’t get too close like I’m evil
No, I don’t none of these people, no
Know I’m Big Redd, keep some lil’ green like holiday season
Know I’m the one to believe in, ask yo’ bitch, she believe it (Woo-hoo)
Trust in God, you know I’m the truth
Blunt too high in the sky, on the roof
Say I’m not livin’, what you talkin’ ’bout? Cool
Say I’m not bangin’, what you talkin’ ’bout, foo?
Semi’ said I wasn’t even talkin’ ’bout you
But you can be dead
Put it on the song, boy, I wasn’t talkin’ ’bout you
Shit, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest eye lens, I need the latest F.N
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad bitch said my dick a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ’cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these bitches and the profits
Sex ed’, baby, nutty professor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser
