Blood In My Eyes (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Yeah
Shit get more and more realer by the day
This shit fo sho'

[Chorus]
I was filling up the stash, got a text, we in the grass (Okay)
Speaking on the clan, he gon' wish he never had (Shouldn't have done that)
Bad bitch with a tan, backpack full of contraband (Narcotics)
Blood in my eyes and some bodies on my head (Whoo)
Wanna fuck me 'cause I'm known and she get mad when I postpone ('Pone)
No handouts or no loans, I got a bag of my own (Me)
The Porsche got heated seats but not no tint, you can see who's home (Who?)
No comin' up off me, this shit ain't free, to each his own

[Post-Chorus]
I need that check (I need that bag)
Don't need that stress, don't want your mess
I love you less (I love you less, I need a big bag with all blue cheese)
I need that check (Right now, right now)
Don't need that stress, don't want your mess
I love you less (I'm losin' love for you and you losin' me, so)
I need that check

[Verse 1]
I need that bag right now
Paid a rack for the belt, can't sag right now (Bands up)
Can't get attached right now
Heart cold like the weather in Chiraq right now (A blizzard)
Better wear a vest right now
Somebody in my city gettin' stretched right now (Right now)
Rich high school dropout
Chanel junkie, I'm the best dressed right now
Fuck that ho, fuck my bitch
I don't give a fuck about none of that shit (Nope)
I gave her a choice, she didn't comply
It is what it is, no tears in my eyes
In a lowkey whip with a cup full of Hi-Tech
Hope I don't crash, don't wreck
When the light hit the ice, it look like a stage performance
Look at my special effects
Handle this shit like a business
It's a shame you still buy your broke nigga's opinion
The whole world on my city, but niggas too petty
Don't even know what to do with it (But the game ain't come together)
It's one of the realest things that I ever said
Go against my word, off with his head (Yeah)
FaceTime me when the nigga dead (Bow)

[Chorus]
Filling up the stash, got a text, we in the grass (Okay)
Speaking on the clan, he gon' wish he never had (Shouldn't have done that)
Bad bitch with a tan, backpack full of contraband (Narcotics)
Blood in my eyes and some bodies on my head (Whoo)
Wanna fuck me 'cause I'm known and she get mad when I postpone ('Pone)
No handouts or no loans, I got a bag of my own (Me)
The Porsche got heated seats but not no tint, you can see who's home (Who?)
No comin' up off me, this shit ain't free, to each his own

[Post-Chorus]
I need that check (I need that bag)
Don't need that stress, don't want your mess
I love you less (I love you less, I need a big bag with all blue cheese)
I need that check (Right now, right now)
Don't need that stress, don't want your mess
I love you less (I'm losin' love for you and you losin' me, so)
I need that check

[Verse 2]
Can't believe it that I'm havin' it now
Flawless blockin' out the cavities now (Shine)
Bitches callin' me "your majesty" now (King)
Dreams turned into reality now
She fuckin' with me off of social media
Flew her out through Expedia
Perfect titties with some dumb head on her, yeah, yeah, like remedial
Black tint, black truck, Mack tough, ooh shit, that's tough (Ooh shit)
Rob shit, walk bricks, send hits, drop hits, gang stuff (Whatchu do?)
Made 500k today, let it circulate (Spread 'round)
Took my niggas out the gutter place (Toast up)
Let's celebrate, bring another Ace

[Outro]
I need that check
I love you less
I need that check
I love you less
I need that check