Red & Cream Soda

(Yeah, what? Yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, what? Yeah, yeah) uno, I killed it

Wake up and put on the plain Jane
Boy, your house probably cost
You the same thing
Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang
I'm overseas like a gangway
I walk around letting my nuts hang
Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers
You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame
You put that chopper on me
Then you better bang it

I throw the rock to you niggas
Go put it around you now since
You all wanna hang it
I'm thinking 'bout racks, that's it
These niggas
They sitting here throwing they fit's
He scared, he telling, he don't wanna sit
No Crisco but we get it popping like zit
We pinpoint that nigga out, pop in his shit
No Purple Rain, I feel like the Prince
The bullets I got don't leave with a print

Wake up and put on the plain Jane
Boy, your house probably cost
You the same thing
Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang
I'm overseas like a gangway
I walk around letting my nuts hang
Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers
You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame
You put that chopper on me
Then you better bang it
Wake up and put on the plain Jane
Boy, your house probably cost
You the same thing
Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang
I'm overseas like a gangway
I walk around letting my nuts hang
Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers
You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame
You put that chopper on me
Then you better bang it

These little niggas is lying, no kidding
They is not having they
Way with these bitches
Back in high school, I served the midget
I dropped out of school, pursued the vision
Now my wrist heavy, I hardly can lift it
I'm tryna get the dough, partner
Ain't kidding
They can't block the Shyne, no solar eclipse
The clip will be empty once I let it spit
Spit on these beats just to get rich

Wake up and put on the plain Jane
Boy, your house probably cost
You the same thing
Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang
I'm overseas like a gangway
I walk around letting my nuts hang
Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers
You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame
You put that chopper on me
Then you better bang it
Wake up and put on the plain Jane
Boy, your house probably cost
You the same thing
Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang
I'm overseas like a gangway
I walk around letting my nuts hang
Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers
You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame
You put that chopper on me
Then you better bang it