Eye 2 Eye (feat. Takeoff)

(Murda on the beat, that's not nice, man)

Real **** eye

Get high touch the sky

Right hand in the air

Left hand in the pot

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye, yeah

I see green in yo' eyes, it don't lie (It's lit!)

Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (Cash)

We put the flo' on dash

And all of my hoes they goin' crazy

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem yeah, yeah

Eye 2 Eye (Yeah)

Choose to Dubai (Yeah, yeah)

I can see that they jealous, don't know why

Is it 'cause we lit at 4AM at the spot?

Put that on yo' toe

Wait for the swag to unlock

If you searchin' come look for us

Over the border

We import 'em, just don't record us

Poppin' at they crib

The living room lit like The Forum

Roll the dice at night I take the chance in the morning

Nah-mean

We ain't really with that camera shit (Nah)

We fuck for real for real for real

We fuck up the check for real

We havin' the lean, the xanny's, and perc's

She havin' the X pill (Lean!)

We know how to flex for real

We hop on the jet, the time we kill

These **** be whinin' chasin' money

Wrong signing deals (Yey)

I gotta 'Tek Philippe (Yey)

And I bought a skeleton (Ice!)

I'm a deadly weapon (Yey)

I'm about to go off in a second (Boom)

Movin' bricks of medicine (Brick!)

She like to fly pelican (Brrr)

Touch the sky, heavenly (Sky!)

Designer belt from the Netherlands (Yeah, yeah)

**** I, get high touch the sky

Right hand in air

Left hand in the pot

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye

I see green in yo' eyes, it don't lie (Green!)

Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (Yeah)

We put the flo' on dash (Skrrt skrrt)

All of my hoes they goin' crazy (Skrrt skrrt)

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem yeah, yeah

Real **** eye (Eye)

Pop a perc' and fly (Brrr)

Crack that seal and take a whiff and I come back alive ('Live)

**** commit suicide when they don't got mob ties

Flip it like it's Five Guys

I'm Tupac get all eyes

Look at the bitch she a dime

So many watches a **** can't run out of time

They get out of line, they gang in ya' yard

But get struck like the Uber drivers with the signs (Brrr)

I was known to the truth in my rap, but these other rappers tell lies (Lies)

Real **** keep the trap alive

Ain't no fabrication on the vibe

Real **** eye

Get high touch the sky

Right hand in the air

Left hand in the pot

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye

Real **** eye

We see Eye 2 Eye, yeah

I see green in yo' eyes, it don't lie (Green!)

Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (Yeah)

We put the flo' on dash (Skrrt skrrt)

All of my hoes they goin' crazy (Skrrt skrrt)

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem yeah, yeah (Yeah)

(Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)