[Intro: Lil Trix]
ArrBeeDub
Tricky
Ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Trix]
Man, screw y'all n***as
I don't give a damn, imma boo y'all n***as
Red-nosed-clowns like Rudolf, n***a
Red, black and white like Adolf Hitler
Now I know a lotta people gone 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 flea and, no, your thoughts still 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 a black flag out with a white V-neck
Now you're looking like a drought to me
I am not a part of this world so I'd 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 ain't making it

[Hook: Lil Trix]
(Red, black and white, red, red, black and white)
I said
(Red, black and white, red, red, black and white)
You know
(Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red)
Woah
(Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red)
What? Woah
(Red, black and white, red, red, black and white)
Hold up
(Red, black and white, red, red, black and white)
What that?
(Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red)
Woah
(Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red)
What? Woah
[Verse 2: Blayze]
(Blayze
Let's get 'em)
You know my shirt's fitted but 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 (Blayze Entertainment, baby)
Bottom of the charts is the hottest you ever been
My n***a, Trix, making hits and the homie's only 17
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, trick 'r treating on these hoes
Take a beating from my pimping
Hate us or love us, we get it in, man
Drop it like a bike without a kick stand, woah
We don't give a damn
Not a hell
Not a shit
Not a fat bitch sitting at McDonald's with a Big Mac
Chart-toppers
Blayze Entertainment's where the hits at
My team stay winning
N***a, tell 'em it's the anthem
[Hook: Lil Trix]

[Verse 3: Lil Trix]
Uh, it's Tricky on the beat, n***a
Matter fact, it's Tricky on his own beat, n***a
Now you can hate or love, it's trick ‘r treat, n***a
Red, black and white and you’s a bleach n***a
Haha
Going higher like the ramps
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
Cause these haters is my Jews
And you never see me rocking greens, yellows and blues
Cause that’s whack
And never ask who’s Lil Trix, if you do, you lose
Pants below my waist
Making people pull their face
I'm a coloured so you see me always winning in a race
Get it?
Haha
And who gone stop me?
Red, black and white, Illumi-Nazi
(I'm just playing)

[Hook: Lil Trix]
[Bridge: Lil Trix]
Every time you see me you gone me like, "yup, that n***a cool"
Jealous n***as wanna be me, they be like, "I'm gone hate on you"
Uh
But I don't care about anybody
I'm just trynna do my thing today
So if you ain't red, black and white
Then, my n***a, you are gay

[Outro: Lil Trix (Blayze)]
Haha (Blayze)
E.N.T (Tricky)
Uh, AreeBeeDub
Uh-oh

["Blood Red Jeans"]
Blood red jeans with some plain white tees
Red jeans with some plain white tees
Blood, blood red jeans with some plain white tees
Red, red jeans with some plain white tees

[Produced by Lil Trix]