Red Rag, Blue Rag lyrics

[Verse 1 : Yung Booke]
I Be in the jungle with the Lions and gorillas
Give me a butter knife i bet I make them chinchillas
f*ck you got that pistol? You ain't even kin to no killer
All my n*ggas banging throwing up signs in there pictures
Popping percs got 10 cups, tryna get my b*tch friend to f*ck
Hop out bust a n*gga then what, you better not flee chuck ya chin up
Where I'm from retaliation is a must, 40 Clip longer then a bus
Turn ya Women Crush into a sl*t
Booke steph Curry in a Clutch, who the f*ck said they want war with us?
90 Set all I know is 21 Montana murder sh*t for fun
They just sit around and waiting getting some
You a hoe you talk too crazy you gong six 30
Shouldn't let a f*ck n*gga walk, now they investigate

[Hook: 21 Savage]
Red Rag, Blue Rag, n*gga what ya banging?
I pour me up a 4 and then I pop me a xanny
Hate to break the News, Your Favorite Rapper is a Faggot
And ever since a youngin i been motherf*cking trappin
I pull up in a Fisker and your b*tch gonna drop them panties
I ran off from my plug and then I went and bought a mansion
Said you know 21 like b*tch you know we havin
Miss me with that sucka sh*t I’m not your baby daddy

[Verse 2 : Freaky D$MG]
Dedication to my situation
Got me concentrating on my transformation
Making preparations for some bigger sh*t
I wany the destination to them figures b*tch
Just trynna get it hoe I gotta have it
Tell me how run and get some
That a savage n*gga for the money
Met up with another savage
With a funny way of always have sh*t
Just the confirmation of always having sh*t
How we offing n*ggas swear we offing n*ggas
n*ggas ain't talking smoke but we coughing n*ggas
See this tragic n*gga never magic n*gga
How we make a n*gga disappear
When n*ggas make mistakes
Try to interfear the sh*t
Don’t let me overhear you coming over here
I be the volunteer to finish your career
(I put that sh*t on my set set set)
You f*ck with my n*ggas we going gorillas
Hoe we at your neck
Im killimg n*ggas that’s my only hope
Got 21 hundred n*ggas
That’ll murdaa every n*gga you know)
[Hook: 21 Savage]
Red Rag, Blue Rag, n*gga what ya banging?
I pour me up a 4 and then I pop me a xanny
Hate to break the News, Your Favorite Rapper is a Faggot
And ever since a youngin i been motherf*cking trappin
I pull up in a [?] and your b*tch gonna drop them panties
I ran off from my plug and then i went and bought a mansion
Said you know 21 like b*tch you know we havin
Miss me with that sucka sh*t I’m not your baby daddy

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Ran off on my plug , and then went and bought a mansion
I just poured a 4, i swear it taste like cotton candy
Thought he had a brick, he bust it open and it was plastic
Yeah im with that taking sh*t, Cause b*tch im bout that action
I pull up in that Aston [?] Jackson b*tch im flexing
Run off with ya money I'll be gone in 60 seconds
b*tch I'm on the Percocets about to lose my breath
Players in my sections, pus*y n*gga get the stepping
b*tch you know I'm Blood, but i still be with them 60s
All these Hoes love a young n*gga cause im dripping
I got Gas bags 33, Scotty Pippin
I'm on papers I can't smoke with you
I'm Geeking like a hippie

[Hook: 21 Savage]
Red Rag, Blue Rag, n*gga what ya banging?
I pour me up a 4 and then I pop me a xanny
Hate to break the News, Your Favorite Rapper is a Faggot
And ever since a youngin i been motherf*cking trappin
I pull up in a Fisker] and your b*tch gonna drop them panties
I ran off from my plug and then i went and bought a mansion
Said you know 21 like b*tch you know we havin
Miss me with that sucka sh*t I’m not your baby daddy