BLIND ft. $peek EZ Lyrics

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