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Red, white and motherfucking blue

Some of my partners claimed red, so I'm blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Just drank a pint of red and my Chevelle all blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Got red bitches, white bitches, what about you? what about you?

And them bitches do whatever I tell 'em to

And my traphouse do whatever I make it do

All about this paper

Hit the trap with the flavors

Those old folks be lookin' hard

You gotta watch for them neighbors

Dad will smoke across the street, He stealing lights and cables

But I never judge 'em though

'Cause everybody not able

Chop chop a four in the Faygo

Remember all those days we had to eat hot dogs and potatoes

Ain't no love in these streets, man

No take no walk in these Versace on my feet, man

You ever been so hungry, you couldn't go to sleep man

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Some of my partners claimed red, so I'm blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Just drank a pint of red and my Chevelle all blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Got red bitches, white bitches, what about you? what about you?

And them bitches do whatever I tell 'em to

And my traphouse do whatever I make it do

Got red bitches, white bitches

All type of bitches

When they at work, I send that bomb to they crib

I don't even wanna fuck, I just keep it cool

I just might pay her rent and buy that bitch a car too

She never know the reason she got all that out the blue

You say you know a **** flier than me I'm like who

That **** better fall out the sky in a parachute

That tryna type, be pals be down what the world coming to

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Some of my partners claimed red, so I'm blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Just drank a pint of red and my Chevelle all blue

Red, white and motherfucking blue

Got red bitches, white bitches, what about you? what about you?

And them bitches do whatever I tell 'em to

And my traphouse do whatever I make it do