White Eyes
Grow up to a world
I don't understand why you tryna get my girl
Taking all my world
Yeah she foreign, oh my
Yeah she foreign, all mines
She sniff lines all night
Get high, too high
Lock it, I keep it on tab, yeah
Mad so she payin' the tab, ay
Cop me a gram at the slab, yeah
Now we go back to the bag, ay
And know you that the crew glowin'
And you know that we be blowin'
Sniffin' them lines, she ain't wastin' time
She tryna go far beyond the sky
Little girl, little man
Little girl, get a plan
Cop a Xan, catch a flight
Gotta go for the night
Everybody knows whats up
I don't know who give a fuck
I don't know why you tried
Tried me
On gang, too bad
You too lame, too bad
You two faced, too bad
I got two glocks and two girls with yo' name
And she really know the whole thang
Get yo nigga, he ain't cut for me
Custom diamonds and cutlery
Run the roc', so call me Jay
Yeah, she checkin' on my time
Tryna run it out on the dime
Yeah, snort that line
Crack cocaine goin' through her mind
Yeah, with them white eyes
Slinging and some slinging through the time
Yeah, yeah, she mine
Bad bitch with them white eyes
It's too late, you're hypnotized
Double vision, I get it, you like it when you high past nine
Lose control, gotta go
On the road, cruise control
Hydro planing while you caved in
Why did you bring all the bullshit
You knew that I wasn't gon' like it
These niggas is foolish, these niggas is dumb
These niggas got two lines, exotic
High in the cult nigga, grand scheme
Too bad I'm geeked with the loud piece
Boom-boom, shot-shot, double lean
Purple sprite got the dirty lean
I-N-S-A-N-E and I-S-A-N-E
Damn, she outside now, oh my
She on the line, oh my
Now she got lies, oh my
Come outside, come outside
I think I'm about to go and hide
Yeah, she checkin' on my time
Tryna run it out on the dime
Yeah, snort that line
Crack cocaine goin through her mind
Yeah, with them white eyes
Slinging and some slinging through the time
Yeah, yeah, she mine
Bad bitch with them white eyes
I don't understand why you tryna get my girl
Taking all my world
Yeah she foreign, oh my
Yeah she foreign, all mines
She sniff lines all night
Get high, too high
Lock it, I keep it on tab, yeah
Mad so she payin' the tab, ay
Cop me a gram at the slab, yeah
Now we go back to the bag, ay
And know you that the crew glowin'
And you know that we be blowin'
Sniffin' them lines, she ain't wastin' time
She tryna go far beyond the sky
Little girl, little man
Little girl, get a plan
Cop a Xan, catch a flight
Gotta go for the night
Everybody knows whats up
I don't know who give a fuck
I don't know why you tried
Tried me
On gang, too bad
You too lame, too bad
You two faced, too bad
I got two glocks and two girls with yo' name
And she really know the whole thang
Get yo nigga, he ain't cut for me
Custom diamonds and cutlery
Run the roc', so call me Jay
Yeah, she checkin' on my time
Tryna run it out on the dime
Yeah, snort that line
Crack cocaine goin' through her mind
Yeah, with them white eyes
Slinging and some slinging through the time
Yeah, yeah, she mine
Bad bitch with them white eyes
It's too late, you're hypnotized
Double vision, I get it, you like it when you high past nine
Lose control, gotta go
On the road, cruise control
Hydro planing while you caved in
Why did you bring all the bullshit
You knew that I wasn't gon' like it
These niggas is foolish, these niggas is dumb
These niggas got two lines, exotic
High in the cult nigga, grand scheme
Too bad I'm geeked with the loud piece
Boom-boom, shot-shot, double lean
Purple sprite got the dirty lean
I-N-S-A-N-E and I-S-A-N-E
Damn, she outside now, oh my
She on the line, oh my
Now she got lies, oh my
Come outside, come outside
I think I'm about to go and hide
Yeah, she checkin' on my time
Tryna run it out on the dime
Yeah, snort that line
Crack cocaine goin through her mind
Yeah, with them white eyes
Slinging and some slinging through the time
Yeah, yeah, she mine
Bad bitch with them white eyes
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Writer(s): Nathan Givens
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