Eyes Bleed

Okay I smoke til my eyes bleed No Visine I'm gone Bitch do not try me for I react wrong Got that dough right beside me Yeah we get along Boy you f*ck with the team You get smoked like a bong I been making all these plays Lil bitch I feel like Pat Mahomes He was talking out his face So they just hit him in the dome I been stacking up this cake Okay I might go cop a home I ain't fucking with you bitch So it's best you leave me alone Yeah I'm higher than a satellite I'm higher than drone Okay homie we is not alike So why you tryna clone I got bitches and they want the pipe They calling up the phone I ain't really got the time to fight I'm pulling out the chrome When your bitch gone pull up on you Bet she smell like my cologne I been smoking on that good Yeah I been all up in the zone I been counting up that dough Lil hoe don't ask me for a loan Had to get up off that sofa Had to make my money strong I count racks up on a Sunday Man I swear this shit religious I ain't with the funny business All I care about is digits I been ballin on these bitches Damn it's feeling like a scrimmage I might crop you out the picture cause your ass don't get the image I been shining on they ass lil bitch I feel just like the dentist How I'm cooking up the cash lil bitch I feel just like a chemist Yeah like shawty make it splash lil bitch And you know I been fishing Hit my brother with the pass lil bitch I swear that I been dishing