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RED EYES (feat. Aqua Raps) Video (MV)




Performed By: Aquas Vault
Language: English
Length: 1:39
Written by: aqua main




Aquas Vault - RED EYES (feat. Aqua Raps) Lyrics




I can't feel nothing else in my soul
Don't tell me what to do, you're not cool
Better watch out when they come for the game
They gon' come for the game, they gon' come for the league

Got two dogs in the air in front of your face
And they bout to go bald like I'm on show speed
They tryna fight but they can't do it
I got two sides and you ain't see it

Like a thriller, call me freakin' Michael Jackson
Could I hit him once and he can't beat it
I'm a bad guy
If you can't see my face, it's like I wear the ice

You so cussin', got the snake on me and I will not lie
Double beams, they bout to bust your head, so please do not try
This is the baddest mission for a bad factor
I'm a dog, I'ma go for the lick, though

I'ma break the hole like a freakin' Nintendo
I'm by the bar like a motherfreakin' Kobe
I'm so on my ball like Rambo
She wouldn't see my handle

I'm seein' nothing but red
That boy gon' look like he Phantom
But I be catchin' him down
How did he hit that

And the chopper gon' come with a kickback
All in a bed, did you see that
I got it streaming like Sennet
I'm too fast, I break a bat like a Kit-Kat

I break a bat like I'm Ritz-Crat
I got a problem, let's get that settled
No, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Don't know nothing else but this boy

No, I, I, I, I, I, I
People tell me to be nice to the boy
Better watch out when they come for the game
They gon' come for the game, they gon' come for the leak

Got two darts in the air for your face
They bout to go bald like a Marshall's feet
They tryna fight, but they can't do it
I got two sides and you ain't see it

Like I'm Thriller, call me freakin' Michael Jackson
Could've hit him once, he can't beat it, I'ma
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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I can't feel nothing else in my soul
Don't tell me what to do, you're not cool
Better watch out when they come for the game
They gon' come for the game, they gon' come for the league

Got two dogs in the air in front of your face
And they bout to go bald like I'm on show speed
They tryna fight but they can't do it
I got two sides and you ain't see it

Like a thriller, call me freakin' Michael Jackson
Could I hit him once and he can't beat it
I'm a bad guy
If you can't see my face, it's like I wear the ice

You so cussin', got the snake on me and I will not lie
Double beams, they bout to bust your head, so please do not try
This is the baddest mission for a bad factor
I'm a dog, I'ma go for the lick, though

I'ma break the hole like a freakin' Nintendo
I'm by the bar like a motherfreakin' Kobe
I'm so on my ball like Rambo
She wouldn't see my handle

I'm seein' nothing but red
That boy gon' look like he Phantom
But I be catchin' him down
How did he hit that

And the chopper gon' come with a kickback
All in a bed, did you see that
I got it streaming like Sennet
I'm too fast, I break a bat like a Kit-Kat

I break a bat like I'm Ritz-Crat
I got a problem, let's get that settled
No, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Don't know nothing else but this boy

No, I, I, I, I, I, I
People tell me to be nice to the boy
Better watch out when they come for the game
They gon' come for the game, they gon' come for the leak

Got two darts in the air for your face
They bout to go bald like a Marshall's feet
They tryna fight, but they can't do it
I got two sides and you ain't see it

Like I'm Thriller, call me freakin' Michael Jackson
Could've hit him once, he can't beat it, I'ma
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, who

Whoa, whoa, who
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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Writer: aqua main
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