Dark Lenses Lyrics

Goddamn,

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Pass my glasses man, pass my glasses man

How many blues did it take you to get it

What time it is?

How many blues did it take you to get it

Its one?

Yea, pass me them chrome hearts

Chrome heart tonight

How many blues did it take you to get it

The later it get

I darken my lenses,

Chrome hearted screws on my glasses

They tinted

Ricky on Ricky

Givenchy, givenchy

How many blues did it take you to get it

(A lot)

She still get punted on 4th and some inches

You cannot party with us you restricted

I kept it solid, they turned into liquid

Pull off the lot and hit them with a fishtail

(Verse 1)

I'm hot, she fan me

Pants too tight, my Glock in her Fanny

She a A+, juiced her up then I plan B

But she a lost deer so I call that girl Bambi

I make a cougar treat me like a antique

I'm rockin shades like I'm Ray, like I can't see

& yes my shoes to my knee like I'm camping

I stay up late every night, I been vamping

All of the shade that they threw

And the envy they tossed

We got cake now it don't even matter

Why you go like every pic on my instagram

I baked a cake, she created that batter

If you do good, then come back and do better

Stay from the rats and stacked all of the cheddar

How is you looking for king but can't catch him

He shopping round in the mall with his metal

Might OD on OT getting dollars

I'm on a yacht, smoking blunts, rocking casa

Left me upset so she didn't getting no Prada

Had to confess that I'm all for her body

Benzo wrapped in matte like tamale

Cups all kind of colors like tekashi

Earth is my turf like the robot wall-e

I only want head, that Medusa, Versace

Moving too fast, girl, slow ya boat

She like you lit, I know, no joke

She like recording, no phones or go pros

Want me to come to her casa no go

Told Pie Pie draw diamonds with sparkle logo

I rep that shit til I'm six feet below

I hate Burberry, that's for the low wealthy

But I got that shit up inside of my coat

If I'm gon do it, I'm gon do the most

I'm a Leo but she call me the goat

She a goat also, but just with that throat

They see what I wear and put it in they notes

I'm done you can have it

Baby girl average, I dribble, then pass it

Perkies and Addies to get a lil nasty

RIP Virgil, got X on my glasses

I'm not on yo bracket

I'm way surpassed it

I'm lifted

How you don't notice them cobras

They hissing

Come out the trenches with soldiers

It's in me

She grab a can of that cola and sniff it

I don't condone in her business just witness

I break her heart in some chrome hearted lenses

Baby just left and she calling, she miss me

Bank like the chef, cause the blues come crispy

Ima eat it up

Give a bitch a bite, she'll let you beat it up

Dark shadow past

Tiger slice these cuts

Five star meals washed down with dirty cups

Fed sweeps really only thing hurting us

On God nigga

Fed sweeps really only thing hurting me and my people

Hold on it's getting too late

Pass me them off white motherfuckers

The later it get

I darken my lenses,

I got a X on my glasses

They tinted

Ricky on Ricky

Givenchy, givenchy

How many blues did it take you to get it

(Alot)

She still get punted on 4th and some inches

You cannot party with us you restricted

I kept it solid, they turned into liquid

Pull off the lot and hit them with a fishtail