Red & Cream Soda

[Intro]

(Yeah, what? Yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, what? Yeah, yeah)

Uno, I killed it

[Chorus]

Wake up and put on the plain Jane

Boy, your house probably cost you the same thing

Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang

I'm overseas like a gangway

I walk around letting my nuts hang

Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers

You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame

You put that chopper on me then you better bang it

[Verse 1]

I throw the rock to you niggas, go put it around you now since you all wanna hang it

I'm thinking 'bout racks, that's it

These niggas, they sitting here throwing they fits

He scared, he telling, he don't wanna sit

No Crisco but we get it popping like zit

We pinpoint that nigga out, pop in his shit

No Purple Rain, I feel like the Prince

The bullets I got don't leave with a print

[Chorus]

Wake up and put on the plain Jane

Boy, your house probably cost you the same thing

Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang

I'm overseas like a gangway

I walk around letting my nuts hang

Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers

You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame

You put that chopper on me then you better bang it

[Verse 2]

These little niggas is lying, no kidding

They is not having they way with these bitches

Back in high school, I served the midget

I dropped out of school, pursued the vision

Now my wrist heavy, I hardly can lift it

I'm tryna get the dough, partner, ain't kidding

They can't block the Shyne, no solar eclipse

The clip will be empty once I let it spit

Spit on these beats just to get rich

[Chorus]

Wake up and put on the plain Jane

Boy, your house probably cost you the same thing

Yeah, your bitch is a thot, she a gangbang

I'm overseas like a gangway

I walk around letting my nuts hang

Boy, you a snitch and you point fingers

You niggas is fags, fucking for the fame

You put that chopper on me then you better bang it