Eye For an Eye

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(Bayden have you been day drinking?)
Got it on me

[Chorus]
Fuck niggas know where to find me, I stay on the block feel like I was in B
And I got a couple day one niggas round me, you know that that's all that I need
Real niggas know what I mean
She make you pay for the fuck but she know I'm that nigga, I got it for free
And I know bitches lie it is not what it seems
This shit bigger than you and I imma die for my team
And I keep my dog to the right so at night I can sleep
Nigga try me, it's gon an eye for an eye, that's on me
Oh murder, I cannot say what I seen

[Verse 1]
With syrup, niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Turn up, I'm in the club with QC
Burn up, somewhere I'm rocking the mink
Yeah, shawty say she wanna mink
I'm in the club I got bottles and bitches you know that that's all that I need
She call me papa like David Ortiz
I got a drop but she's causing a scene
Bitch call the doctor your man's on the floor
They called the oppas, they got it on ring
Bro got a chopper, know yadadamean
Yeah, bitch, yadadamean
Uh, I only hit it like once, she come back to me like a fiend
That fuck nigga, yeah, he got jugged, ah, gave him the shake like the Dream
Ah, kill with the hooks like Kareem
Then I go hunt for the opps like a ring
This dick make her twitch and I don't even strain
Bitch I keep it a bean, yadadamean

[Chorus]
Fuck niggas know where to find me, I stay on the block feel like I was in B
And I got a couple day one niggas round me, you know that that's all that I need
Real niggas know what I mean
She make you pay for the fuck but she know I'm that nigga, I got it for free
And I know bitches lie it is not what it seems
This shit bigger than you and I imma die for my team
And I keep my dog to the right so at night I can sleep
Nigga try me, it's gon an eye for an eye, that's on me
Oh murder, I cannot say what I seen

[Verse 2]
Country boy, let's keep my hoes divided
Why I'm gon commit, I'm undecided
Always keep one with me to remind me that I can prolly bag like anybody
Nah she don't want me she want my pockets, that money gonna trap like any thotty
That bitch like Joseph, she be stylin'
I got guap, got racks, whatever you gon call it
I blow bags, I just walked out of Filas
LV, exhibit in Design District, yeah I had to cop me a new wallet
I ain't take it, bitch, it ain't my fault
Nah I don't want smoke with anybody, but I keep my niggas right behind me
Cash with me, feel like I was Dommy
Give her d like I was on the Sonics