Songwriter: Lil Pump
Producer: CBMIX
[Intro]
CB on the beat
Pow
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead, Jet
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead, uh
[Chorus]
Drop-top coupe, fuck a Benz (Ooh)
I wanna fuck you and your friends (Huh?)
Wake up in the morning, take meds (Yeah)
Get the pharmacy and she's sad (Hmm)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Nah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Bitch)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Yеah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dеad (Ooh)
[Verse]
Red, red, red (Yeah)
I need head, head, head (Huh?)
Quarter million sittin' on my neck (Woah, woah), ooh
Fuck a boujee bitch right on a jet (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dior all over my body (Let's go)
Walk in the club with a shotty (Pow-pow-pow-pow)
Wrist cost a whole damn 'rari (Woah)
I'm on a bean and a molly (What?)
Hop out the coupe to the Aventador (Ooh)
I just had a threesome on the second floor (Yeah), yeah
I'm the reason that your bitch just got divorced (Huh?)
Bitch, I'm geeked up like a fuckin' dork, uh (Geeked)
[Chorus]
Drop-top coupe, fuck a Benz (Ooh)
I wanna fuck you and your friends (Huh?)
Wake up in the morning, take meds (Yeah)
Get the pharmacy and she's sad (Hmm)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Nah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Bitch)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Yeah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Ooh)
[Outro]
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
CB on the beat
Pow
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead, Jet
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead, uh
[Chorus]
Drop-top coupe, fuck a Benz (Ooh)
I wanna fuck you and your friends (Huh?)
Wake up in the morning, take meds (Yeah)
Get the pharmacy and she's sad (Hmm)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Nah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Bitch)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Yеah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dеad (Ooh)
[Verse]
Red, red, red (Yeah)
I need head, head, head (Huh?)
Quarter million sittin' on my neck (Woah, woah), ooh
Fuck a boujee bitch right on a jet (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dior all over my body (Let's go)
Walk in the club with a shotty (Pow-pow-pow-pow)
Wrist cost a whole damn 'rari (Woah)
I'm on a bean and a molly (What?)
Hop out the coupe to the Aventador (Ooh)
I just had a threesome on the second floor (Yeah), yeah
I'm the reason that your bitch just got divorced (Huh?)
Bitch, I'm geeked up like a fuckin' dork, uh (Geeked)
[Chorus]
Drop-top coupe, fuck a Benz (Ooh)
I wanna fuck you and your friends (Huh?)
Wake up in the morning, take meds (Yeah)
Get the pharmacy and she's sad (Hmm)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Nah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Bitch)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Yeah)
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead (Ooh)
[Outro]
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead
Red ain't dead, red ain't dead