Lyrics:

verse 1


red slippers, red robe
red kitchen, red stove
red pots, 1 in the head cocked, the one that feds probed
red stools, red inf
red floors, ya'll all fakers
red couch, red crystal
red pepper and salt shakers
the red room, red curtains
in summer squinch
show some respect, what you expect? that's a 100 inch
telescopes, binoculars
the feds hate my vernacular
from selling coke I'm proper docted, that means I'm spectacular
they bitin like tyson, worse than that dracula
your moms buy heron with no hands, I'm smackin her
let me make it plain, since dane to danes I made it rain, now in the strip club the benjies turn to paper planes
Im killer, you andre miller got a basic game
I told your bitch to hurry up, we don't wait for trains
I'm derek jeter cuz I'm in between the base my mane
and that's on lenox 7th or 8th ace the canes
silencers on calipers but do it louder bro
sledge hammers smash his melon I'm the black gallagher
you know I dump mine
all fake niggas, one time
wack bitches, rat snitches my life's a punch line
I spend a grip in bars
diamonds studded, vicious cars
the hoes, ask joe, we audition ours
I hope you make the cut, pop your puss move your butt
ruger up, think we from Houston, we done screwed her up.

Hook

we pitchin we pitchin
friction from mission to mission
block to block
ave to ave
from kitchen to kichen

we just cookin up baby
we just cookin up
we just cookin up homie
we just cookin up

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verse 2

You the soda bottle huh? I'm twistin ya cap (faggot)
and I'm luxury girl, come sit on my lap (come here boo boo)
her friends like, don't go that shit is a trap, they'll have you trafficin, swallowin, shittin smack
they pigeons in fact, how you goin listen to that? You the flyest one in your crew, them bitches is wack
started to smile, I knew that that the shit was a rap
her friends was right tho, she goin be pitchin some crack
I'm a true champ, you glance
4 door, two tramps fuck my money honey bring your food stamps
go ahead you dance, an elephant to you ants
chain alaska, bracelet nebraska
crib well disaster, 42 plasmas
royal blue maurys, shorty you bastard
only thing I don't know, what resort we in
I tell a bitch, get over here like scorpion
cars order in flavors, you order from avis?
come around me why? they know my aura contagious
and I'm sorta courageous plus the kid smart
forget biz mark, he gon catch more than the vapors
next door at your neighboors, they said all of you haters
set you up the very moment I offered them paper
in the law from the mayor, and my kicks, the university of florida, of course they gator

hook x2