Lyrics Ebb Tide - Lee Scott, sumgii, Trellion

Ebb Tide

Graffin' up your house with a biro, I can’t even write though
Names not on the bill but this is my show
Hi hoe, I collect me giro.
Rocking sunnies on a lemo like Fido, Dido
I just wanna kick it like Tyro, live fast die slow
Fucking like a diabetic hypo, this whole verse is a typo
But the general gist is I don’t give a fuck if I know
Hi, low, jackilow, jackilow and hi, low
I get high and make the sky glow
I hit your grow house with a flymo and lie low in shark infested waters on a
lilo
6−1-6 middle finger to the 5−0, I keep one eye open like Milo
Cold coffee in a styro, I can’t rap but I gave that shit a try though
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker
I don’t even rap yo but I might just pretend for a laugh though
Pack the drug kit like Laslo, now I’m in a swamp acting froggy like a tadpole
I’m out the ends like an ASBO, posted like a missing kitten on a lamppost
Inhale the crack smoke, then I swam the English Channel butterfly to backstroke
Spaced out like a black hole, this illness is terminal like (?)
You can catch me on my Jack Jones, the Catwoman keeps blowing up the bat phone
Like police try stop me on the back road so I hid the drugs in my cars afro
I just want a Polo mansion like Rack-Lo
And I only eat scrambled eggs with Tabasco, facts
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker
61−6 is the number motherfucker