I Pour Red

[Intro]
(We don't bleed nigga—)
(You're making me bleed)
(Yeah, bitch, I been doin drugs, huh-uh-uh, I'm not no—)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I been doin' drugs, yeah, huh, I'm not no country kid
I put a band on his head, yeah, huh
Watch how fast he turn up dead
All I do is sip on lean, pour up Tuss', yeah, I pour up red
She tattooed my name, it's all on her tits, huh, she got me in Bentley
It's just me and Macboy, I swear that's my twin, yeah, we dreaded
He just said the word, I'm shakin' my head, and I don't got no dreads
Bitch, you in too deep, I'm in the future, huh, I ain't talkin' 'bout Drake
We fuckin' on beat to my songs, the 808s louder than the bed

[Verse]
I just sold 800 pounds, the cops lookin' for me, but the country I fled
Fuck him, sure, we'll put him on a sled
Like a walrus, he'll be runnin' a sled
Can't be in the backyard in a tent
Bad lil' bitch, she 10 out of 10
I been fuckin' hoes since I was 10
I just put him on a post, she know I'm the best, huh
She know I'm the best, yeah, I nut in her mouth and she rinse it, huh
Command this bitch, she gon' listen
Diors on me, but I'm not a Christian
He sold his soul, yeah, his ass went missin'
If I shoot my Glock, on God, I ain't missin'
He want us to go, on God, I ain't missin'

[Chorus]
Bitch, I been doin' drugs, yeah, huh, I'm not no country kid
I put a band on his head, yeah, huh
Watch how fast he turn up dead
All I do is sip on lean, pour up Tuss', yeah, I pour up red
She tattooed my name, it's all on her tits, huh, she got me in Bentley
It's just me and Macboy, I swear that's my twin, yeah, we dreaded
He just said the word, I'm shakin' my head, and I don't got no dreads
Bitch, you in too deep, I'm in the future, huh, I ain't talkin' 'bout Drake
We fuckin' on beat to my songs, the 808s louder than the bed

[Verse 2]
(We don't bleed nigga—) We don't bleed, but we gon' make it
I got a bad bitch, she from Russia
Get to that bag, bitch, I'm Russian
Yeah, I got a bad bitch pourin' up Tussin, huh
She pour my Tuss' and X, huh, she pour my Wock', huh
I said, on God, I ain't touchin' X, huh, I'ma just go wit' the Wock'
I tell that bitch, she look at me, shoutout to X, she stare at me suckin' my cock
Diamonds, they all on my chain, they all on my neck
She look at my wrist, she shocked
All on my body, it's custom garments
Hell nah, I don't never-ever go shoppin'
If he talkin' though, then we gon' catch him
Hell yeah-yeah-yeah, you know we stop him
I got a bad bitch, shoutout to Ana, hell yeah-yeah-yeah, that's my shark
On your block, and I got my shotgun, hell yeah-yeah-yeah, I got my Glock
If I like your shoes, then I'm gonna take 'em, hell yeah-yeah-yeah, we gon' rob 'em

[Chorus]
Bitch, I been doin' drugs, yeah, huh, I'm not no country kid
I put a band on his head, yeah, huh
Watch how fast he turn up dead
All I do is sip on lean, pour up Tuss', yeah, I pour up red
She tattooed my name, it's all on her tits, huh, she got me in Bentley
It's just me and Macboy, I swear that's my twin, yeah, we dreaded
He just said the word, I'm shakin' my head, and I don't got no dreads
Bitch, you in too deep, I'm in the future, huh, I ain't talkin' 'bout Drake
We fuckin' on beat to my songs, the 808s louder than the bed

[Outro]
(The bed-the bed-the bed-the bed)
(Huh-huh-huh, yeah, the bed)
(Yeah, huh-uh-uh, yeah, the bed)
(Bitch, I been doin' drugs)
(Huh-huh-huh, I'm not no country kid)