EYEBAGS!

作曲 : Stephanie Rezendes

Yeah, yeah

Can't believe she told me I ain't like that

Five racks to the bank from drawin' on my iPad (Dammit)

Hehe, they like, "Why she ego me on my tracks?"

You got caught talkin' shit, boy, that shit in iMax, yeah

Yo bitch bad, not like Mike Jack

Five max, would say she a four, but she might pass

Too many skills that I'm nice at

Yo bitch want my dick, 'cause I'm pretty shit wit' eyebags

She like me too much, I might have to cut her o-o-off–

Your new shit not tough, brodie get a ****in' job (Dammit)

I been gettin' bucks lately, just because I talk (S-U)

Leave a trail of *cash* 'hind me everywhere I walk (P-X-R)

Homie's doin' good, yeah, that's my fault

Heard you was a rat, you a snake, I see through it like I'm Heimdall

Huh, she gon' pick up if it's my call

Please get out my face

They gon' leave a trace, like it's Lysol

Huh, you ain't a friend of me

Closer? You my enemy

You was talkin' big shit, that ain't what you said to me, huh

Huh, put the mic away, it's ass, what you sendin' me?

Huh, you gon' do me like some trash, now you're dead to me

Set me up, I'm gon do it right, you can't do it once

You stay with your mom, doin' nothin', you a stupid bum, yeah

I'm gon' flaunt it all the time, like I've never won

I could block you off, promise won't find a better one

Huh, she gon' do you wrong, where yo feelings at? (Feelings at)

My money reachin' where the ceiling's at

Huh, yeah, I could buy your life, just to be exact

Put a bounty on your head, BROKIE claimin' that

Can't believe she told me I ain't like that

Five racks to the bank from drawin' on my iPad (Dammit)

Hehe, they like, why she ego me on my tracks?

You got caught talkin' shit, boy, that shit in iMax, yeah

Yo bitch bad, not like Mike Jack

Five max, would say she a four, but she might pass

Too many skills that I'm nice at

Yo bitch want my dick, 'cause I'm pretty shit wit' eyebags