Chorus
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red (tricky)
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Verse 1
Man screw Y'all niggas
I don't give a damn i'ma boo Y'all niggas
Red nose clowns like Rudolph nigga
Red, black and white like Adolf Hitler
Now I know a lotta people Gon' judge me but even if it's positive your thoughts are getting ugly
Pain is a criminal and it already mugged me
But still I flip and no your thoughts do not bug me
Get it?
I feel the need to brag and shout for the shit that I wear
For the shit I rap about
For the blood red jeans with the black flag out
With a white v-neck now you looking like a draught, uh
I am not a part of this world so I would rather be apart from this world, I'm an alien
And I ain't pour my heart to no girl
And I don't make a song for no girl I'm making it-
Chorus
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Verse 2 (Blayze)
Blayze,
Now my shirts fitted and my jeans ain't skinny
Losing is a state of mind and I ain't got it in me
Red, black and white be the colours that you envy
Take more than a hater to offend me
Bottom of the charts the highest you'll ever be
My nigga Trix making hits and he's only seventeen
Blayze Entertainment team run laps around bitches
Rappers scratching heads and we the reason that it itches
Swim in your career like a diet
Me and the homie Trix tricker treating on the hoes
Take a bearing from my pimp hand
Hate us or love us we get it in man
Drop it like a bike without a kick stand
Whoa
We don't give a damn, not a shit, not a fat bitch sitting in McDonald's with a big Mac
Short top it's Blayze Entertainment where the hits at
My team stay winning nigga tell em this the anthem
Chorus
Red, black and white (I said)
Red, red, black and white (you know)
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Verse 3 (Lil Trix)
Uh, it's Tricky on the beat nigga
Matter fact it's Tricky on his own beat nigga
Now you can hate or love it's trick or treat nigga
Red, black and white and yous a bleach nigga
Going higher like the rims
Make way Blayze Entertainment we the champs
Making light in the city so we feeling like lamps
And I send all these rappers to my concentration camps
Coz these haters is my Jews and you never seen me rocking greens, yellows and blues coz that's whack
And never ask who's Lil Trix if you do you lose
Pants below my waist making people pull a face
I'm a coloured so you always see me winning in a race
Get it?
And who gon' stop me?
Red, black and white illuminati
I'm just playing
Chorus
Red, black and white (I said)
Red, red, black and white (you know)
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Outro
Every time you see me you gon' be like "yip that now cool"
Jealous niggas wanna be me they be like "I'm gon' hate on you
But I don't care about anybody I'm just tryna do my thing today
Chorus
Red, black and white (I said)
Red, red, black and white (you know)
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white
Red, black and white
Red, red black and white
Red, red, red, red, red, red
Red, black and white
Red, red, black and white