Reason - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

It's fuckin’ Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin', Redda

She wanna be with me (Yeah)

She wanna be on the team (Yeah)

She wanna be on the— (Yeah, yeah)

She wanna be— (Yeah, yeah)

She wanna be on the— (Yeah, yeah)

She wanna— (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

She wanna be with me

She wanna be on the team

She wanna be on the bean

Purp' in my system, might— (Yeah)

Yeah, purp’ in my system, might snore off some lean (Yeah)

I'm sippin' that Wock', never doin' no Qua' (Yeah)

I just wake up and I go pop the bean (Yeah)

I just went OT and got twenty G's

I'ma make sure he die if he fuckin’ with me (Yeah)

I’ma make you so fast, [?] [so many reasons?]

She said, "Redda, I sip lean, and you are the reason" (Yeah)

I do drugs, yeah, I got my reasons

I'm gettin’ money like the bank, like [?] (Yeah)

I fuck that bitch, know that bitch was a diva (Yeah)

Yeah, she fuckin' me, 'cause she know I'm a demon

Got me some bread, they say they proud of me

Just got me some bread, now I have to go Prada me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Balenciaga and a brand-new Prada sneaks

I got Rick Owen snow boots on in the mud

I need [a great-grandma?] but I’m from Miami

Yeah, I be geeked, no, it don't be anxiety

My diamonds, they cold, negative nine degrees

BAPE and Louis coat like it's negative nine degrees (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

She wanna be with me (Yeah)

She wanna be on the bean

She wanna be on the team

She wanna be on the—

She wanna be with me

She wanna be with—

She wanna— (Yeah-yeah, yeah)

It's fuckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin', Redda