RED

Red tint blue rain
Green Slime One Page
3rd eye and one lake
3 tries and 2 stains
That's my muthafuckin'
Trip paint
(Yea uh)
That's my muthafuckin'
Trip Paint

I'm leaving a legacy
You cannot step to me
Pop me a Xtacy
Pop me a molly
I'm smoking on ever green
Doing these heaven things
Might go to hell
I might catch a body
I broke out my cell
Solluminati
Smacked em' like Will
He talking a-lot-y
How do you feel
Feeling like Kanye
Meditation is real
I ain't ever gon stop it (Yuh)
That's my muthafuckin'
Trip paint (Yuh)
This is my motherfuckin'
Trip Tape

Red tint blue rain
Green Slime One Page
3rd eye and one lake
3 tries and 2 stains

This is your floor
Let me take you to your room
And show you some more
Room 66b
The air is feeling a little hot
But to compensate
The view is great
And you got plenty of days
To unpack your things haha
Plenty of days to unpack your things haha
Plenty of days to unpack your things haha
I said
Cuz you ain't ever gonna leave
(Noo let me outta here, let me outta here!)
There's no XSCAPE
Red tint
Blue rain
Red tint
Blue rain
Blue rain
Red tint
Blue rain (Blue rain)

Red tint blue rain
Green Slime One Page
3rd eye and one lake
3 tries and 2 stains

I'm doing these drugs
I do em' a lot
I look to above
I look to my god
I ain't doing no perc
But I just might pop one
I ain't got a whip
But I just might cop one
Your flow is superb
My flow is on top
Feel like I'm Ferb
This summer I'm doing a lot
Put my Phineas in her
She gimme the gawks
I'm back to my root
I feel like a rock
This is my word
This is my plot
This is my world
This is my box
I see slime green
I ain't ever gonna stop
R.I.P to the pussies that push up
I'm T'd up like my name is Pusha
Bitch I'm a doer
And bitch you a looker
She want the D
Like my last name booker
If you talk shit
I get em' picked off like a booger
I gotta bad bitch
Yea we pop molly
We don't do nose sugar
Yea we drop bodies
She my number 1 shooter
Trip Tape baby
I'm a real drug user



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Writer(s): Colin Green
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