Sexyy Red

[Intro: J1Hunnit]
(313 Mafia)
(Alloutw4r)
1Hunnit

[Verse 1: J1Hunnit]
Look, I wake up first thing in the mornin' tryna serve a head
My client say he need a whole thing, I'm jumpin' out the bed
My ratchet bitch gon' dry this dope for me, she look like Sexyy Red
The last batch was movin' slow for me, this one gon' make 'em beg
Rock Chrome Heart, my soul is dead, I'm dripped down from the toe to head
We still waitin' on the crops to veg', put umph in it like Jagged Edge
I'm dope dealin', I done made a pledge, this Gumbo, it is not the regs
I come white like a newlywed, hit grandma for prescription meds
I don't move without my stick, this bitch my Wado Ichimonji
I'm from CDT, it's like the rainforest straight out Jumanji
This ain't Chick-fil-A, we open every day including Sunday

[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
This that real money, all blue hundreds, it's hard to count (Can't even count it)
Smokin' good, we just rolled up six blunts and blew an ounce (And blew an ounce)
Let's be real, I got enough work, I can flood the town (I'll probably flood this bitch)
Bitch so bad, I had to get the neck before I knocked her down (Before I knocked her down)
I'm hittin' the cash flips, runnin' through that bag shit
Fuck hoes and get straight to the point, I don't be actin' (I don't be actin')
Hoes pull up on me tryna suck my dick, I don't gotta ask 'em (I don't gotta ask 'em)
Plug called me with some new shit, I'm on my way, I'm finna grab it (I'm finna pull up)
Dope fiends, they love me, I'm a trap nigga (I'm a trap nigga)
If you'd step in the trap like me, then you'd rap different (Then you'd rap different)
Fifty 'bows, they made it through the airport, they was wrapped different (Thank Jesus)
You think they's highs, they really lows, I really catfished 'em (Come on)

[Verse 3: J1Hunnit]
And I'm stern on the price, you playin' badminton
We pulled a background check on him, he think his past hidden
I'm with another nigga bitch, in here ass grippin'
I get more than a check out the ho, I'm way past pimpin'
Shawty pull tricks nightly, I wrap vacuum seals tightly
Hutch chain got me icy, do a deal, you talk nicely
Think wise, this shit pricy, the streets dry, this shit frightening
Baby drove a load for me, I paid for her teeth whitening

[Verse 4: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Neighbors complained about the traffic, the house jumpin' (The house jumpin')
Woke up tryna get some money, I can't go back home with nothin' (Yeah)
Move the bag fast like it's rush hour, Chris Tucker (Chris Tucker, nigga)
I ain't talkin' about shootin' around when I start workin' on my jumper (Baow, baow)
Tryna run it up, then run it up again, this shit don't stop (This shit don't stop)
I'm tryna grab a 'Rari, pull up to the hood, park on the block (Park on the block)
I'm workin' hard, might answer the phone while I work the block (Woo)
I'll work the door, you count the money, brodie gon' work the pots (Yeah)