See Red lyrics

• Grrah, grrah (Grrah, grrah) Everything dead (Bitch, everything dead) 4-1 shots to the head, bitch (Grrah, grrah) (24 is the G.O.A.T) On bro, boom, boom, boom
  Boom, boom
  Grrah, grrah (Everything dead)
  (It's Carter, dickhead)
  Like

  How you dissin'? Like four of yo' homies is dead (What the f*ck?)
  I send one of my n*****, kill all of y'all n*****
  I see a opp then I see red (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
  With this pencil, fill 'em up wit' lead (Damn)
  Bend through the opps, I'm tryna catch em rec'
  How you smokin' my dead and I don't got no dead?
  They know my bop, Mr. Everything-Dead
  She wanna come over, I left her on read (What the f*ck?)
  N***** pussy (On bro)
  I'm a veteran, n***** is rookies (Sit down)
  Big knocker, you can't book me (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  Walk in the party, and I got 'em lookin' (On bro)
  Nig-N***** be runnin' they mouth on the media
  I run into n*****, yeah, it's lit (Bitch)
  Bitches be gettin' ahead of they self
  I don't care if you pretty, suck my dick, grrah
  I'm wit' 'Lato, rollin' up Gelato (Oh, damn)
  N***** pussy and opp n***** follow (Smokin' all deads)
  They know it's forty-one ways to get paid
  I got a baddie, she look like Mulatto (Grrah-grrah, boom, bitch)
  Wit' the legs, drinkin' Henny, no chaser (Damn)
  Bitch is dumb if she think I'ma chase her (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  Don't wanna f*ck, on bro, I won't make her
  Put the beam to his face if he play wit' my paper (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  Ayy yo, Preme, boom that n**** (Damn)
  Uppin' the what? Remove that n**** (Damn)
  I'm not into politickin' on the media (Brrt)
  Ain't no talkin', boom that n****, look (Grrah-grrah, boom)

  I be geekin', I tote on a what? (What?)
  Shorty a thottie, she don't give a f*ck (She don't give a f*ck, like)
  She be tweakin', she shakin' her butt (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  And that boy is a cheetah, the way that he run (Gang-gang-gang)
  He-He dumb, he a bot
  Bitch on my body, she totin' my gun (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  You run, don't stop
  You feelin' hot, you get sent to the sun (Yeah)
  He tried to diss so we made 'em deleted (Gang-gang-gang)
  41, and we still undefeated (Glah-glah, boom)
  Get on the scene, make it hotter than Phoenix (Gang-gang-gang)
  Michael Jackson, she want me to beat it (Goddamn)
  She a baddie, and shorty conceited (Grrah-grrah)
  I told her I love her, but I do not mean it (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  I be geekin', I only see red (Red)
  She like, "Jenny, you know that I'm fiendin'"
  And you know I'ma keep me a tool, it stay right by my side, call me Nicki Minaj, damn (Like, damn)
  Think he tough, now he in a garage (Grrah-grrah)
  Rollin' up while she give a massage (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  I'm too active, I turn up the spot (Gang-gang-gang)
  He think he tough, he got shot on the block (Grrt, bow)
  Please don't try to be somethin' you not (Grrt-grrt)
  I'm like a chef and I'm stirrin' the pot (Yeah)
  If he think he a demon, we showin' no sympathy
  Like, damn, bullets is slippery (Bullets is slippery, damn)
  I told n***** to get out the way (Grrah-grrah, glah-glah)
  You and yo' homie get shot in ya face (Grrah-grrah, boom)
  I'm a demon, you cannot get rid of me
  Shorty be tweakin', the knock on her waist (Waist, like)
  Not 41, better stay in your place (Place, like)
  Like, call me Tay-K, I'm runnin' a race (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)

• Who is the author of the song See Red?
  The song See Red was written by Tata.

• Who sings the song See Red?
  The song See Red is performed by Tata.