Redd Bull Interlude.

Most you **** is AI, you ain't even got the answer

All them bullets gone rain dear, now you turned to a prancer

Aim that shit at your feet, ****, now this **** a dancer

Big Taurus on his bullshit

You don't want smoke with this Cancer

You want problems, I got answers, and that answer put you in the box

Is that a Redbull or a Glock, I gave him wings, playing my guap

We tote real straps, ain't no prop guns, I get real money, ain't no prop funds

Me winning that same outcome, don't expect this to be different

Hop in foreign, now we lane switching, I'm a go touring all in they city

I'm untouchable when I'm strapped up, when I'm not, it still ain't pretty

Know how to rob that shit installed in me

Know how to boost, so keep a fraud with me

I can't lose he keep a loss with him

Knock his tooth, he tried to floss with me

And my strap look like a artery, cause that mothafucka part of me

All my demons look like Cardi B, all my angels gotta pardon me

We coming correct, aiming this shit at your neck

Marky is in my reflection, we on a mission

****, I got three wishes, a gun, a rose, respect, ****