Third Eye

It's BM Graffi
(Yeah, yeah, let's go)
Some gold on my nose (wow)
More gold on my wrist (yeah)
Make that bitch say please (huh)
She getting down to my knees (what)
Lil shorty wanna marry me
Baby you are my ecstasy (oh yeah)
Open your eyes tell me what do you see
Not an angel hoe that's just the real version of me (let's go)

Diamonds hitting hard when i dance (yeah)
Stand in your place don't cross the fence (rahh)
Art pieces around my neck (wooh)
Now I'm rich but I came from the wreck
I want codeine, I want sprite
Mix it and touch the sky
I want cars, I want hoes
I want parties everywhere I go (yeah)
Make her go down to my knees
Start getting those vibes (ooh)
When you suck it good
It really have no price (yeah yeah yeah)
Okay let's go outta space
Baby let's go to the moon (moon)
Inside the starship there's suficient space
Hope to see you there soon (yeah)
I only want the V if its a Vlone
Nah nah I'm not staying alone (no)
Now she, yeah yeah she is in my zone
But she got different type of chromosome (let's go)

Some gold on my nose (yeah)
More gold on my wrist (yeah)
Make that bitch say please (huh)
She getting down to my knees (what)
Lil shorty wanna marry me
Baby you are my ecstasy (oh yeah)
Open your eyes tell me what do you see
Not an angel hoe just the real version of me (let's go)

I'm in my beast mode now i can fly
If you never trust in me now you better gonna hide
But I always see the hate looking through my third eye (looking)
You though i was gonna fall, man, you can't deny
Pull up the sword it's time to fight
Chop chop with the katana like a samurai
New planet, new place, new mansion (what)
New food, new cars, new dimension
We never running out of fuel bitch
Imma put on my car some new decoration (skrrt)
We are on the top floor can touch the sun damn uh I need some lotion
I was always going with my head down
So many nights with my tears falling down
Now I'm seeing (yeah yeah) they wanna be like me
So fuck you bitch I'm the real one you ain't me (let's go, wow)

Some gold on my nose (wow)
More gold on my wrist (yeah)
Make that bitch say please (huh)
She getting down to my knees (what)
Lil shorty wanna marry me
Baby you are my exstasy (oh yeah)
Open your eyes tell me what do you see
Not an angel hoe just the real version of me (let's go)

Moving so fast, man i can't see nothing
My haters are scared when i'm dropping
Now I got money they want me
I'm so tired of this people this shit is so boring
Bored of this planet now i'm gonna leave (yumm)
They don't know me, nah they think i'm mad
All those who talk a lot look now where they at? (haha)
Broke boy cying (damn) he need a rack (what)
Chains choking me too much money on my neck
20 isn't 50 that's a lack
Graffi on the beat that's a crazy impact
This my universe multi colored wings on my back



Credits
Writer(s): Biel Pros
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