Body 2 lyrics

[Intro]
It's f*ckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-f*ckin', Redda

[Verse]
Huh, huh, needa wake up, I'm doin' too much
I got a hundred milligrams up in my body, I'm too stuck
And I got too many hoes, you f*cked that b*tch, I don't give two f*cks
I got hundreds in my bank, I don't give a f*ck 'bout you, you too stuck
And I got her, yeah, got a lil' hottie, she on molly, goin' fast
We in that 'Rari, b*tch flexible, she do pilates, huh
On the codeine, yeah, I'm geekin', feel it in my body
Got a .40, I keep it tucked, I keep that on my body
You keep playin' with Lil Redda like I won't take yo' shawty
She a thottie, I told that lil' b*tch, ''Pull up',' like a bird, that b*tch like a bird
I know he mad, I took his b*tch, lil' bro, no, I'm not sorry
He tried to play, this not no game, no, no, no, it's not sorry
Geek up on the drugs, and she geeked up on the drugs
Speak up, you a punk, keep talkin' that sh*t, get hit with the pump, yeah
Yеah, ridin' 'round town with the shotty, I'm ridin' 'round town with a tool
Yeah, I'm ridin' 'round town with yo' b*tch, ridin' 'round town with yo' boo
I pulled up in a Ghost, I pullеd up in that b*tch like, "Boo"
Yeah, pulled up on that b*tch, and she eatin' me up like some food, huh
She know that I'm rich, she know that I'm havin' that loot, huh
You know she want me, not tryna be stuck with you
Yeah, she want the money, yeah, that b*tch she want the f*ckin' loot
Yeah, and you know I'm on drank, you know I'm on f*ckin' juice
Yeah, I feel like 2Pac, b*tch, I got the f*ckin' juice
Yeah, I just killed that b*tch, that b*tch might be on the news
Huh, huh, needa wake up, I'm doin' too much
I got a hundred milligrams up in my body, I'm too stuck
And I got too many hoes, you f*cked that b*tch, I don't give two f*cks
I got hundreds in my bank, I don't give a f*ck 'bout you, you too stuck
And I got her, yeah, got a lil' hottie, she on molly, goin' fast
We in that 'Rari, b*tch flexible, she do pilates, huh
On the codeine, yeah, I'm geekin', feel it in my body
Got a .40, I keep it tucked, I keep that on my body
(It's f*ckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-f*ckin', Redda)
You keep playin' with Lil Redda like I won't take yo' shawty
She a thottie, I told that lil' b*tch, ''Pull up',' like a bird, that b*tch like a bird
I know he mad, I took his b*tch, lil' bro, no, I'm not sorry
He tried to play, this not no game, no, no, no, it's not sorry
Geek up on the drugs, and she geeked up on the drugs
Speak up, you a punk, keep talkin' that sh*t, get hit with the pump, yeah
Yeah, ridin' 'round town with the shotty, I'm ridin' 'round town with a tool
Yeah, I'm ridin' 'round town with yo' b*tch, ridin' 'round town with yo' boo
I pulled up in a Ghost, I pulled up in that b*tch like, "Boo"
Yeah, pulled up on that b*tch, and she eatin' me up like some food, huh
She know that I'm rich, she know that I'm havin' that loot, huh
You know she want me, not tryna be stuck with you
Yeah, she want the money, yeah, that b*tch she want the f*ckin' loot
Yeah, and you know I'm on drank, you know I'm on f*ckin' juice
Yeah, I feel like 2Pac, b*tch, I got the f*ckin' juice
Yeah, I just killed that b*tch, that b*tch might be on the news