Track 2 (Extended 2)

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Verse 1

Whole lotta red when I pull up on the scene (yeah, yeah)

Drip so cold got my young n***as gleamin' (woo)

Vamp life baby, you know how we movin' (ayy)

Rolls Royce foreign, yeah you know I stay cruisin' (skrrt, skrrt)

She say she love me but she love the red (yeah)

Whole lotta designer from my feet to my head (woo)

They booked a festival, said it's in the desert (ayy)

Pulled up with my vampires, made it something better (straight up)

Opium n***as, we don't do no flowers (nah, nah)

They been waitin' on this album for like three whole hours (haha)

Whole lotta red, yeah the drip stay dangerous (woo)

Young Carti wildin', yeah the fit stay scandalous (ayy)

Verse 2

They called me to the desert but the vibe was off (yeah)

Coachella type energy, n***a get lost (woo)

My show a religion, that ain't just a set (ayy)

Whole lotta red, they ain't seen nothing yet (IT'S LIT)

Opium forever, yeah we built our own (straight up)

Vamp n***as don't perform for the fashion zone (nah)

They wanted me to pull up on they little stage (skrrt)

Told 'em Carti don't do cages, n***a we rage (huh)

Whole lotta red from the bottom to the top (yeah, yeah)

Young vamp n***a and that hunger never stop (woo)

They sleeping on the opium till the drip hit (ayy)

Now everybody wanna say they rocked with it (skrrt, woo, yeah)

Chorus

Whole lotta red when I pull up on the scene (yeah)

Drip so cold got my young n***as gleamin' (woo)

Vamp life baby you know how we movin' (ayy)

Rolls Royce foreign yeah you know I stay cruisin' (skrrt)

Verse 3

It’s lit

Jumpin' out the cactus when I hit the peak (alright)

Check the seismic graph when the speakers speak (it's lit)

Rollin' in the hills till the sun goes down (yah)

Keep a hundred K tucked in my hometown (straight up)

Ice on my neck keep it frozen and cold (ooh)

Livin' by the rules that I never was told (pop it)

Utopia we reachin' while the stars align

Higher than the clouds keep the peace in my mind (yah)

Circus in the sky see the flames get wild (ooh)

Houston to the moon it’s a lifestyle (let’s go)

Yeah she love the jack yeah she love the brand

Leaving all the fakes buried in the sand (alright)

Drop

La flame

Yah yah

Straight up

It's lit

Yah

Ayy ayy

Ooh

Yah yah

It's lit

Yah