Miss Ya Redda

[Intro]
(CTM Souf)
(Krime goin' crazy)

[Chorus]
I want to paint shades on, ridin' with the Draco (Joe, how could you?)
She eat me like some bacon, a Mexican bitch, then she Jamaican
Shoot you with a Glock, bitch, Redda got a raygun
Nah, it's just a Glock switch, with a bad lil' bitch, she blasian
Yeah, we sippin' juice, I feel like bishop, yeah
Yeah, we sippin' Wock', can't sip no Trisha (Yeah, yeah)
That bitch so flexible, she gon' twist it, yeah
I'm out the country, bitch, on a fuckin' mission, yeah

[Verse]
You so stupid, I don't think you listen, yeah, yeah
Eliantte, bitch, my diamonds glistenin', yeah
I'm like Curry, bitch, I'm never missin', yeah
Got chicken curry, bitch, we havin' millions, yeah
Sip yеllow Tes', my cup a fuckin' minion, yeah
We goin' up, wе goin' to the ceiling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She hoin', she a slut, don't got no feelings, yeah
She said, "Baby, you goin' up, you killin' it", yeah
I'm on an eighty, throwin' up, I'm feelin' it, yeah
I got yo' bitch, she pullin' up, I'm drillin' her, yeah
He talkin' shit, I'm pullin' up, I'm drillin' him, yeah
We killin' him, no, I don't got no feelings, bitch
In that Aventador, you know this shit don't got no ceiling, bitch
You makin' place, not finishin', that boy a pussy, innocent, yeah