YOUR EYES Lyrics

(Yo Saga what you doin'?)

Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)

Baby, I'm lost in your mind (Fuck)

Smoking, yeah, you got me super high (Super high)

Baby, I'm lost in your eyes (Ooh)

Balenci' myself, Balenci' my soul

All of my clothes got the same tone

I been swingin' in time just so you know, yeah

Love is a lie, don't let it take control

Ooah

(Don't let it take control)

(Don't let it take control)

Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)

Baby, I'm lost in your eyes

They got me beggin' (Uh)

Get ready (Yeah)

Black wedding (Black)

I'm just telling (The truth)

What I'm feeling (Sad)

Selene leggins (Don't let it take control)

I just need some time on my own (On my, on my, on my)

I don't need no stylist like Lone (Bitch, that's facts)

Stayin' on top, never low (Never low)

Something's wrong (Don't let it take control)

Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)

Baby, I'm lost in your mind (Fuck)

Smoking, yeah, you got me super high (Super high)

Baby, I'm lost in your eyes (Ooh)

Balenci' myself, Balenci' my soul

All of my clothes got the same tone

I been swingin' in time just so you know, yeah

Love is a lie, don't let it take control

Ooah

(Don't let it take control)

(Don't let it take control)

(Yo Saga what you doin'?)

Yeah

You know that I love you but you can't tell

I'm always on top, can we try somethin else?

I know you are lying cause you don't want me

Fuck

Lay on my chest and I'll show you what love is

Take off your clothes and let me shake your body

Am I able to call you darling?

I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly

I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly

I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly

I feel

Fuck it, I'm way too loaded like a magazine

I have run too many miles, now I gotta sit

I'm on the top of the top, yeah, I'm McQueen

I come from Ari-zona, bitch, yeah, Rad. Springs

If I acted like you did, you would hate me

88, I don't fuck with no nazis

808, that my sign, yeah, you know me

She always saying: Yo Saga what you doin'?

Got this hoe on me, she know I'm romantic

The way she move, the way she talk, the way she fuck me

As long as you can pop it I put the money

Bitch, shut the fuck up! You are annoying me

(Yeah)

This the sound of your eyes

I can't tell no lies

Everything looks bright

(Mmh)

I'm on my way to the sky

Gotta pray 'fore the night

You must change your mind

(Ooh)

You can't handle my style

It be my Prada my tie

I be dancing like Mike

(Yeah)

I'm overseas like Sprite

Got the lean on my right

You on your knees, this a vibe

Yeah, this right here so ironical

Stargazing with my girl, yeah, she beautiful

Now you know who I am, I love funerals

By the time I be dead you will hear this tune