[Chorus: T-Streets]
(Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's Su-wu with my (Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's su-wu

[Verse 1: T-Streets]
Young Money, su-wu till I'm a dead man
Whatever color I wear, I gots to keep my red rag
Lumberjack button-up and my red paid
Eastside Blood, you can tell them Streets said that
I been eating, I don't think I'm gon' get full
Itchy trigger finger, you trippin' you thinking I won't pull
Took the rust off my flow like I was steel wool
When I rap, I give you wings, lil' homie, I'm a Red Bull
I play the cuts hard, so never mind the corner
And seeing a hundred G's only made me grind harder
I play to win life, we losing in the final quarter
Chrome nine line a motherfucker, that's my fire starter

[Chorus: T-Streets]
(Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's Su-wu with my (Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's su-wu
[Verse 2: T-Streets]
Two seater a red blur when I ride by
Piru and Damu, keep your head high
A lotta n***as go to ducking when that lead fly
Infrared beam, don't let me catch you with my third eye
Candy apple 'Rari, n***a, hold your horses
Red chuckers when you see me, hopping out the Porsches
I live a fast life, but always keep it focused
Red bitch top drop in a red Lotus
A lotta n***as rep this shit for no reason
Throwing up the flag and don't even know the meaning
What up, cuz? Nah, blood, I'm just teasing
It's su-wu, bitch, like my handkerchief bleeding

[Chorus: T-Streets]
(Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's Su-wu with my (Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's su-wu

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Fuck you tal'm 'bout?
I can see these bitch n***as ain't got no futures like they palms out
And if these bitch ass n***as be on their bullshit pull their horns out
I gotta red bitch, her name is Rose, I pull her thorns out
We been doing this shit for way too long Young Money all day
This the winning team and I'm the coach, bitch I just call plays
I live by the water in the big house with them tall gates
I'm the cash cow, now watch me milk this shit like cornflakes
I don't give a shit about shit, if it ain't my shit, that shit ain't shit, shit
Keep that click click, pow pow on the side like a mistress
T-shirt whiter than Hannah Montana
With my Red Chuck Taylors Skinny Jeans and my motherfuckin'
[Chorus: T-Streets]
(Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's Su-wu with my (Red bandana)
I got to have my (Red bandana)
You know I got to keep my (Red bandana)
I eat and sleep with my (Red bandana)
It's su-wu