[Chorus]
Ayy, believe the hype
Ayy, twinem on parole, he say he see the light
Bitch, I been countin' dough since I was yay high
Slime done lost control, he wanna D-I-E
I keep pourin' fours, it's so cliche
Slime went fed, left my heart dead he in the C-I-A
Fake love gettin' dished out, boy the shit I don't appreciate
Mom and Dad yellin' in the room, I wasn't nun but nine tryna' mediate
On the floor cryin', you don't wanna see death, better close your eyes
[Verse]
Shit, for Stеvie sake, I don't know who I'm a be today
I lost my mind in that V8, I don't еven listen to me
Who the fuck care 'bout what he say?
One way ticket to Breesh, ayy, she found love in Paris
I roll with them gunnas, they pushin' that P, they pushin' that P, ayy
A hundred and somethin' to any shooter in the city, they do me that deed, ayy
Chops, on chops, on chops, bitch, startin' to look like D-day
Rocks, on rocks, on rocks, hace frío
Think wit' your brain, huh
I got a bitch out in Bel-air, I got a bitch out in Brisbane
A thousand horsepower, I'm a peel off
It's been a year or two and he still soft
My slime cryin' 'bout some Vlone
I don't need time, need to be alone
My anxiety sittin' in Smirnoff
If I could drop this bag on a 'Rari, then I would've, who wouldn't?
Got a problem with bro you should try it, no you shouldn't, you shouldn't
Pockets big, his on a diet, embarrassin'
Slime hit shit in that field, you would think he play for the bears and
[Chorus]
Ayy, believe the hype
Ayy, twinem on parole, he say he see the light
Bitch, I been countin' dough since I was yay high
Slime done lost control, he wanna D-I-E
I keep pourin' fours, it's so cliche
Slime went fed, left my heart dead he in the C-I-A
Fake love gettin' dished out, boy the shit I don't appreciate
Mom and Dad yellin' in the room, I wasn't nun but nine tryna' mediate
On the floor cryin', you don't wanna see death, better close your eyes
close your eyes was written by reefuh.
close your eyes was produced by Rochambeau & Gateway.
reefuh released close your eyes on Fri Nov 24 2023.