(Yeah y'all must done lost y'all mind) Shawty Redd on the track (Aye bruh) What's happenin' homie (they rappin' like you makin' beats like me) I hear em nigga Shawty Redd on the track
I trap all day trap all night Money all day I got money all night
Why they keep sayin' yeah I don't even know I got court tomorrow I don't need to go I don't need a show I got shit to do Only God can judge me Who the fuck is you? They say who dat? Nigga we dat Today is trey day so I guess I'm tryin' to three dat Never have I ever served a nigga where he sleep at D's be at ya door nigga you ain't tryin' to see that See my suicide watch stay on suicide watch Kill yaself yeah them suicide rocks Had the nerve to write me a dear Young letter Killin' em Young you shoulda known better I paid too much you niggas play too much Let the swag do the talking I don't say too much You niggas sayin' too much Mr. 17.5 you niggas payin' too much
[Chorus] They say who dat? Nigga we dat Shawty redd on the track They say who dat? Nigga we dat Reportin' live from the trap They say who dat? Nigga we dat Shawty redd on the track They say who dat? Nigga we dat Young live from the trap
I don't chase no broads I chase money and power Next time I reup I'm a buy me a chopper And I ain't talkin AK's I'm talkin' shit wit propellers Fly to the club make my old bitch jealous Thug motivation this is straight celebration I see Gizzle in his chopper outside Central Station This ain't a mixtape but the tape's mixed Black tape red tape all on one brick Get it on the flo' get get it on the flo Last night I swear to God half a mil on the flo Fell asleep on the money like a pillow on the flo Woke up got money had to get it off the flo
What you know about twenty grand stuffed in a white sock Pull off in a white drop like I play for the White Sox Play wit them white blocks play wit them white squares You call it what you want who the fuck cares? I don't never sleep, why? too paranoid, OK State of paranoia all I do is call my lawyer Tell em I know them niggas that might have a lil' trouble OK you knows me if you beat it I pay you double Y'all niggas knows me if I want to I make it double Just know it's water whipped so you might have a lil' trouble Might move a little slower might get a few complaints Say he ran outta gas he might need a half a tank Thank God it's Friday fresh off the highway Seen too many's out he bout to pull in the driveway Where? In the driveway Take the work out, cut the duct tape Check the work out, young!