This is a song about "Red bottoms"

She don’t give her nigga head

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

We popping bottles, it don't stop

I though i was red hot

And please never disrespect my set

All you might see is blood red

Skies are black, clouds are red

God bless the dead

And then i saw the red,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Watch your body turn indian red,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

When the lights are out she says, i am bathed in red,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet