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[Intro] Skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt [Verse 1] She don't want love, she just want a plug (Yeah) She's so bad, she don't pay for drugs Fell from above (Yeah), VS angel Takin' pictures, she ain't got a bad angle [Pre-Chorus] Table in the back, dip up in the bag (Yeah) I text her, "Where you at?" She never hit me back, yeah Know you got niggas, and I got bitches (What?) But can we cut 'em off, and take this serious? (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Ooh, BB On a sick one, we ain't gettin' no sleep But she a freak, freak (Hey) She the typе of party that you never wanna leavе Little red 'Rari (Skrrt, skrrt) And she goin' top speed, top speed, yeah She my little red 'Rari (Skrrt, skrrt) And she won't slow down for me [Post-Chorus] I met her at a party in my house Rollin' up a hundred dollar bills Oh, she love that cocaína Keep her going like gasolina (Little red 'Rari) [Verse 2] She a little baddie, looking for the addy Got the looks from her mom, credit card from her daddy (Yeah) I rage all night, gym in the morning She keep her options, 'cause these niggas be boring [Pre-Chorus] Chillin' by the pool, smokin' on the Juul She ain't texted me back, but posted on the 'Gram, yeah Know you got niggas, and I got bitches (Yeah) But can we cut 'em off, and take this serious? (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Ooh, BB On a sick one, we ain't gettin' no sleep But she a freak, freak (Hey) She the type of party that you never wanna leave Little red 'Rari (Skrrt, skrrt) And she goin' top speed, top speed, yeah She my little red 'Rari (Skrrt, skrrt) And she won't slow down for me [Post-Chorus] I met her at a party in my house Rollin' up a hundred dollar bills Ooh, she love that cocaína Keep her going like gasolina (Little red 'Rari) [Outro] Little red 'Rari Little red 'Rari Little red 'Rari