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Red Tide
Chris Travis; Xavier Wulf
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Now I can say I know more now than I used to
Now I be doin' missions that you rookies couldn't do
And I got special moves that you losers can't use
I'ma float right here and eat his soul with a spoon
If she wanna see me, tell her look up at the moon
I'm comin' with my squad to your section very soon
And when we pull up, expect your women to be swoon
And watch your lil' teammates scurry like raccoons
I'ma break a rapper ass very, very soon
Boy, fuck that rappin' shit, I send that nigga through the roof
I won't believe a damn thing 'til I see some proof
I'm the truth, and the truth is, you rappers just some food
You bitch
Bitch, I'm fully charged like a new iPhone
Christmas lights, I'm in the dark, smokin' like a burnin' home
I don't hear a damn thing but the silence in my zone
Let me know where you wanna go
I can leave you ghost, slit your throat
Leave you on the boat with a bloody note
You a joke, and I'm like the Hulk
Leave you to the gulls
Bitch, I'm 'bout money, motherfuck these hoes
Smoke good weed and I get free clothes
Waterboyz gang, and your bitch deepthroat
You too, but we don't need a big boat
Better get your squad if you talkin' D-Lo
Pull up quick like a 6-speed show
Let's get rich then go see more
Backyard lookin' like a damn seashore
Chris fuckin' Travis, gotta let him know
I don't ever play, motherfucker, she know
Gotta get cake and stay real low
And watch how we move 'cause the squad gon' blow, bitch
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