[Intro]

Motherfucker I'm III code redd the mixtape Yeah

[Verse 1]

They say candi redd is so far ahead, these other chicks are behind you

Miss [?] and Lauryn Hill left together and combine who

You think you got it, you got a thing?

Well, then let me remind you I'm the independent bitch that came with that [?]

Sound down in H town I’m Miller then a swine flew

Doesn't really matter what type of track that I am assigned to

My style so versatile there not a beat that I’m confined to

Yeah, you other chicks grind to but Candi redd not really trying to

Can’t walk in my foot steps like I wear a special size shoe

Eight in the fourth Candi really cover I paint the Porsche

I’m bad No, Michael, I talk with these bitches

No ifle like M-16s No fright, now these hatters are so spiteful

[Hook]

Uh, really, really, really Iil

I ain't talking hepatitis

The flow is hiv ho

I’m the full blown virus

I'm a jerry’s Coke finest

H town trillest

I just really, really, really, really, really, really, ili

Motherfucker I’m the illest

[Verse 2]

Candi redd did the tweet

Been 10 minutes nyrell did the beat

[?] goes out to chill Neal [?] knit

I’m the queen up in my city

Ain’t a chick that fucking with me

I'm still jamming at return of the realist [?] at to Ron c and watch them boys the illness

The illness DJ hooked with the illness female rapper

Ron c, and let me lose, and live with the fuck Breaking 9

Everything, they try and be

Mama told me never, ever let no man define me

So I came up by myself I didn’t need a cosign

Real g’s moving in silence didn’t leave a no sign

Anybody who ain't know me, bet you, niggas, know now RIP, to pimp c because we knock doors down

And I’m only getting iller

Who them haters say they didn’t feel a Candi killer

[Hook]

Uh, really, really, really Iil

I ain't talking hepatitis

The flow is hiv ho

I’m the full blown virus

I'm a jerry’s Coke finest

H town trillest

I just really, really, really, really, really, really

Ili Motherfucker I’m the illest

[Verse 3]

I am tell size swag a smile mixed up in the blender

Hold a game, hostage y’all rap chick, surrender

Sit your ass down, have a baby like Brenda

Ain't there one of y'all leaving a contender?

But if you did contend to tell me how is it depend to me

When you got the respect, but shout out

I could take it in the key Told to blow out landslide

Hottest game finna be

Candi got all the grind games chicks you finna see

I'm browse, stacks, browse waxed nails done hair

Up point blunt roll cushed in there

Speak good English, but they're panic [?] The illness in the game [?]