the blaqueout - eyes closed lyrics
[hook]
eyes closed, swangin’ on these b-tches, i don’t see’em
line blowing up, hundred thousands in my dm
benji’s in the air, fallin down; that’s above you
i don’t like spending money; like that b-tch, i love to
[verse 1 – nikko dator]
bapesta on with the tight jeans
been had the sauce since nineteen
been had the cake with icing
movie bars flow; so widescreen
i pictured it from the jump, but didn’t expect these results
quit sugar coating the feelings you got because you & i both are adults
look
that don’t concern me, i’m on a journey
where friends from the past are approaching me thirsty
they want to ride with me but they don’t deserve me
god showed me their colors & they aren’t worthy
haters be lurking & sounding like crickets
they stuck on the image
excuse the hiatus, been handling business
make plays for my fitness
ugh
n-gg-s act fishy like sea b-ss
that’s my old girl; you can keep that
only hit once, no rematch
man, i swear the girl need kneepads
can’t f-ck around, boy, they c-cky & ignorant
light of the luxor, they top of the pyramid
move in the tree but they ain’t wearing timberlands
out in these streets & they wanted like zimmerman
[hook]
eyes closed, swangin’ on these b-tches, i don’t see’em
line blowing up, hundred thousands in my dm
benji’s in the air, fallin down; that’s above you
i don’t like spending money; like that b-tch, i love to
[verse 2 – kazzy chase]
where we get faded at? where we get faded at?
walk in the building, she take off my faded cap; put on my faded cap
feel like i made it, i don’t think i’ll make it back
just living luxury all in the name of rap
yeah
talking top five; you should mention my name in that
you should mention my name in that
go animaniac; i got your dot on my line
she gon’ bombard it
we gon’ have problems, my n-gg-, like puffy & shyne
don’t get me started
i know that you’re waiting but n-gg-, quit waiting on me
the clique got no vacancy
might still your b-tch; make her go on vacation with me
just for hating on me
i’m petty like tom & i bomb on these tracks
you n-gg-s corn-on-the-cob with the raps
me & neek harder than falls on the map
you heard the last one, we give y’all the jack
and i am still here while you n-gg-s are gone
yeah, b-tch
you hide from the city & we put it on
n-gg-
yeah
cl-ss
[hook]
eyes closed, swangin’ on these b-tches, i don’t see’em
line blowing up, hundred thousands in my dm
benji’s in the air, fallin down; that’s above you
i don’t like spending money; like that b-tch, i love to
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