Realtree Sandman

Verse 1

Came up out the green state

Tropically inflate my chest

Roots run deep in realtree

Camo and a full mag

Click clack blow

(Real G)

Blend in anywhere

But you get blended in my blender

Just a topping on the blade

Pre-Chorus

I'm not stopping

You get left with dessert in the desert

I'm the sandman

Bury you while you're sleeping

Sleepy but that's the trick

This is your burial

Chorus

Wet like the ocean

Not the one who drains it dry

Wherever I come about

I'm more like Poseidon

Where's my trident

Fresh as a breath

Verse 2

Revisit your drought

Making money like a GC

I stay in the background planting

Realtree got camo ammo

So you miss your shots

Now you're mending what I blend

I recommend staying tasty

Now you're getting testy

Pre-Chorus

In the desert delirious

Yeah I'm serious

You a hoe now

And you owe me money

Quick to bury you

Pull up to the gasket

Pour it on your casket

Chorus

Wet like the ocean

Not the one who drains it dry

Wherever I come about

I'm more like Poseidon

Where's my trident

Fresh as a breath

Bridge

Fill the hole with sand

And my magic hand

Ashes to the crematory

Glass urn that I created

Some cream for that burn

I got more lines

Because I'm an artist

You got more punches

Not to be smug

I'll put you under the rug

Smash you like a bug

A blast to the past

Breakdown

Hit this track and leave you ringing

Got a little bling

So I keep on blinging

New school with a twist

I never went

Old school scared to lose a little change

So I switch lanes

Blow a couple brains

Now they say I'm strange

Chorus

Wet like the ocean

Not the one who drains it dry

Wherever I come about

I'm more like Poseidon

Where's my trident

Fresh as a breath

Verb

Slow it down with a hex

Hit you like a black hole

Or a vortex for more specs

Rip you to shreds like shredder

Drop you in another dimension

I mess with reality

Fatalities on the snare

People want a heater pop

Not your heat

I take the seat

Bust a couple rounds

Claim the crown

I'm no clown

But I'll make you frown

Bury your whole town

Outro

Dirt nap is next

You're already hexed

Never flexed the caliber

Pull stuff like Excalibur

Sawed off to your face

Regulate the taste

You see a flash

And I switch lanes