RED

[Intro: Yuth]
Power, yeah, you gave me powers
No, I'm not a doubter (mmhm)
Gotta live without him, again

[Part I]

[Chorus: Luxiifer]
(I-I I-I, Hey, Kubus!)
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Oh)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Yuh)

[Post-Chorus: Luxiifer]
Woah, devil took my soul (My soul), bitch, I be sippin' that shit
When you sippin' it bitch you be outta control (Outta Control)
And when I'ma visit
I pull up don't miss and I'm ready to make this shit blow (Shit blow)
All of my enemy dissin' they might aswell be missing
I don't give a fuck about hoes

[Verse 1: Backalleii]
Yeah my cup stay red, diamond bl-bl shine like LED
Told that bitch she look bettеr from the back
I don't co-operate with a fеd
I make sure my bitches fed, The right fuck hermes
PCP on my body, bitches pee on my body
I don't know nun 'bout that, I know the whole gang totin' straps (huh)
Bitch after bitch, pullin' up I'm breakin' backs
I'm servin' brick after brick, cookin' up I'm breakin' bad
I just need me a fix of bad hoes and hella racks (racks)

[Bridge: MF Croya & Backalleii]
Oh my god, oh my god (oh-oh-oh)
Oh my god, oh my god
She saw my fangs, so I took her friends
Gimme red, Gimme red
Gimme red, Gimme red
Gimme red, Gimme red
Gimme red (PCP forever nigga)

[Chorus: Luxiifer]
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Oh)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Yuh)

[Post-Chorus: Luxiifer]
Woah, devil took my soul (My soul), bitch, I be sippin' that shit
When you sippin' it bitch you be outta control (Outta Control)
And when I'ma visit
I pull up don't miss and I'm ready to make this shit blow (Shit blow)
All of my enemy dissin' they might aswell be missing
I don't give a fuck about hoes
(Luxiifer!)

[Verse 2: YNR Rohan]
You told me to let go, you told me to let go
You made me fall and I can't pick myself up I don't know
You took my soul, you took my soul
You took it all and I can't find my way back home
Told my brothers that I love 'em that's on God
I'ma be the greatest, put it on God
Talking money on the phone
Fuck that bitch when I'm off dope
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

[Chorus: Luxiifer]
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red!
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Oh)
Red!, Red! (All)
Red!, Red! (Yuh)

[Post-Chorus: Luxiifer]
Woah, devil took my soul (My soul), bitch, I be sippin' that shit
When you sippin' it bitch you be outta control (Outta Control)
And when I'ma visit
I pull up don't miss and I'm ready to make this shit blow (Shit blow)
All of my enemy dissin' they might aswell be missing
I don't give a fuck about hoes

[Part II]

[Verse 3: Total Byrd]
Now the mansion like Atlantis, diamonds doing water damage
She pop a pill to feel fantastic, now the money stretch elastic
I just lace my Ricks and get to stepping ain't no stepping backwards
And the lights on me, action, they only testing me to get a reaction
Too busy in my own head to deal with your madness
We can go band for band, show your stacks, I’ll match it
See the blueberry purp, and my cousin off the syrup
I don’t promote the violence, fuck your bitch and leave your feelings hurt
Said he bout that pressure but being extra put him on a shirt
Hanging with some bosses, ain't no losses we all come in first
Bitch I feel like I can touch the sky on my own (My own)
And we gon' be alright, ain't no reason in sight that we’ll fall (That we’ll fall)

[Outro: YNR Rohan]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh