Look at his eyes
Look in his eyes
Blood red YG
Think he turn to a beast
I do not lie
I ain't got time
If she coming over
My Nigga believe it's a feast
How many times
How many times
Way too many times
Them done lied
I'm gon' let it slide
I'm stuck in my mind
She waited outside
I cut to the nine
Mean I skip to the pussy
Can't do no fore play at five
Told her I love her
I lied
Hate it when these women cry
Moist kitty not eyes
I did this shit to survive
Flying out the back door
Fist fight and these niggas brought knives
But I keep a Glock by my side
Spray these niggas then I lie
Told her look me in my eyes
Most these niggas tell lies
Most these niggas not ready
Coming at me with machete
Got the Mac bitch I'm ready
Call the Dawgs let's get it
If I say I got it, I got
Too many hoes and they buzzing a lot
I'm always busy creating a plot
I'm really stressed could you pass me a shot
But don't sweat it I'm grateful For all that I got
I see that shawty
I'm taking my shot
Ain't talking 'bout whip when she dropping the top
I pray to God that a nigga don't Flop
I got to make it to not get the Crop
I need the paper till I'ma stop
I feel like Carti when I milly Rock
Gotta hide the dope, i see a cop
These niggas fake, these niggas Is props
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Look at his eyes
Look in his eyes
Blood red YG
Think he turn to a beast
I do not lie
I ain't got time
If she coming over
My Nigga believe it's a feast
How many times
How many times
Way too many times
Them done lied
I'm gon' let it slide
I'm stuck in my mind
She waited outside
I cut to the nine
Mean I skip to the pussy
Can't do no fore play at five
Told her I love her
I lied
Hate it when these women cry
Moist kitty not eyes
I did this shit to survive
Flying out the back door
Fist fight and these niggas brought knives
But I keep a Glock by my side
Spray these niggas then I lie
Told her look me in my eyes
Most these niggas tell lies
Most these niggas not ready
Coming at me with machete
Got the Mac bitch I'm ready
Call the Dawgs let's get it
If I say I got it, I got
Too many hoes and they buzzing a lot
I'm always busy creating a plot
I'm really stressed could you pass me a shot
But don't sweat it I'm grateful For all that I got
I see that shawty
I'm taking my shot
Ain't talking 'bout whip when she dropping the top
I pray to God that a nigga don't Flop
I got to make it to not get the Crop
I need the paper till I'ma stop
I feel like Carti when I milly Rock
Gotta hide the dope, i see a cop
These niggas fake, these niggas Is props
Look in his eyes
Blood red YG
Think he turn to a beast
I do not lie
I ain't got time
If she coming over
My Nigga believe it's a feast
How many times
How many times
Way too many times
Them done lied
I'm gon' let it slide
I'm stuck in my mind
She waited outside
I cut to the nine
Mean I skip to the pussy
Can't do no fore play at five
Told her I love her
I lied
Hate it when these women cry
Moist kitty not eyes
I did this shit to survive
Flying out the back door
Fist fight and these niggas brought knives
But I keep a Glock by my side
Spray these niggas then I lie
Told her look me in my eyes
Most these niggas tell lies
Most these niggas not ready
Coming at me with machete
Got the Mac bitch I'm ready
Call the Dawgs let's get it
If I say I got it, I got
Too many hoes and they buzzing a lot
I'm always busy creating a plot
I'm really stressed could you pass me a shot
But don't sweat it I'm grateful For all that I got
I see that shawty
I'm taking my shot
Ain't talking 'bout whip when she dropping the top
I pray to God that a nigga don't Flop
I got to make it to not get the Crop
I need the paper till I'ma stop
I feel like Carti when I milly Rock
Gotta hide the dope, i see a cop
These niggas fake, these niggas Is props
Writer: Owen Esun
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