BLIND (feat. $peek EZ)

Woah You not standing, you sleep The way you keep on talkin', leave you six feet deep Six feet under, boy you best close your lips Like kissin' dynamite, your head gone in a glimpse like Pussy whip you right in the face, better acknowledge us Cold War, I pull up with the mace, there's no blinding us I'm seein' through all of your shit, like an optometrist I ain't need a new prescription, I been a fuckin' optimist bitch Yeah I keep the stick with some polisher Not a strap, like a cane, I bust your head then polish her Cleanin' all the blood off, 'cause I don't want them stains No PNB, you get rocked, I rob you for your chains, like I might just go do a show in Austin, no Ally These crackas blood is like some ranch to me, that's hidden valley They dressin' like shit. I'm on my Genesis shit Even though I got a Buick, I'm still rubbin' her clit, what? Haha, that hidden valley bar was fuckin' dope Ha, I know right bro Titty fuckin' Oh shit Wait, we titty fuckin'? I guess we are Titty fuckin' I'm on go mode every time that I spit it I pull up with your little bitch, and then she suck it and spit on it Off the top when I go. I barely spit that fuckin' written shit 'Cause if I think about it, you fuckers might end up missin' it I used to be on hella pills, and then I had to run away from it Just on Seroquel, but not for long if I gotta admit I see the change in your eyes, no Obama shit I'm on my way to the top, while you fuckers stay irrelevant, yugh We're gonna make it. I know we will son Movin' and groovin' on them hoes, like Little Milton Y'all be makin' soulless shit, but this gon' make you feel some The way you fuckin' mumble and grumble, speak up you fuckin' bum Yeah. And I'm not even done You say you fully loaded, but you can't even stunt If you don't like what I say, meet me under the London Cup of acid to the face, you would think we in London Bitch