"EYES CLOSED" lyrics
Justin Stone & Mark Battles Lyrics
[Justin Stone:]
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low smoking something that just make my eyes, that just make my eyes close
[Mark Battles:]
Hello world, I am here
Said you need a real nigga, I volunteer
We came to run this bitch, let's make that clear (make that clear)
202-3, it's my year, now switch gears
Your bitch cheer if I'm near, you should fear
Vasi gang exclusive gear
Left her bra, new souvenir, weird
That's the game and I can't change it
Now I'm ballin' like Ant Davis
You can Mary Jane or Aunt May it
Vasi boy, so can't famous
I picked her off like Champ Bailey
You wild talk like Skip Bayless
Chase Bankin' for the big payments
Do it big, no Chris Kaman
Locked and loaded, we quick aimin'
Like third string, I'm not playin'
Adios, you not stayin'
Throw the threes if you got hands
Battles
[Justin Stone:]
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low smoking something that just make my eyes, that just make my eyes close
Me and my boys on the cover like Maddy
Smokin' that pack, weed in the fanny
The ZARA fit black, my head game is crazy, she swear it's a fact
Y'all pussy boys all reactin', I'm sick of it
Name in her mouth but she want my dick in it
Wasn't this ratchet before all the mandates
I'm goin' hard since they lifted it
Aye, swagger is bad, 'fuck 'bout you're selling me
I'm hot now but isn't it credible, blew up on the internet
N-n-now these hoes all wet for me, I don't give a shit 'bout that
Need a AMG with the shit all black
She text "come through" with the shit all caps
I don't gotta reach, yeah I hit it then I peace
Motherfucker want a feature, better come up with receipts
No, this shit too tight, guess it's only me in here
Look around, don't see nobody but the freaks in here
Guess I find my worth in sheets, ah yeah
But this shit's too good so I give right in
Gas go up in the air like poof
Feel like a G when I'm in that booth
Can't help myself with the girls like you
Gas go up in the air like poof
And I feel like a G when I'm in that booth
Can't help myself with the girls like you, like
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my eyes, yeah, just make my eyes close
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low smoking something that just make my eyes, that just make my eyes close
[Mark Battles:]
Hello world, I am here
Said you need a real nigga, I volunteer
We came to run this bitch, let's make that clear (make that clear)
202-3, it's my year, now switch gears
Your bitch cheer if I'm near, you should fear
Vasi gang exclusive gear
Left her bra, new souvenir, weird
That's the game and I can't change it
Now I'm ballin' like Ant Davis
You can Mary Jane or Aunt May it
Vasi boy, so can't famous
I picked her off like Champ Bailey
You wild talk like Skip Bayless
Chase Bankin' for the big payments
Do it big, no Chris Kaman
Locked and loaded, we quick aimin'
Like third string, I'm not playin'
Adios, you not stayin'
Throw the threes if you got hands
Battles
[Justin Stone:]
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low smoking something that just make my eyes, that just make my eyes close
Me and my boys on the cover like Maddy
Smokin' that pack, weed in the fanny
The ZARA fit black, my head game is crazy, she swear it's a fact
Y'all pussy boys all reactin', I'm sick of it
Name in her mouth but she want my dick in it
Wasn't this ratchet before all the mandates
I'm goin' hard since they lifted it
Aye, swagger is bad, 'fuck 'bout you're selling me
I'm hot now but isn't it credible, blew up on the internet
N-n-now these hoes all wet for me, I don't give a shit 'bout that
Need a AMG with the shit all black
She text "come through" with the shit all caps
I don't gotta reach, yeah I hit it then I peace
Motherfucker want a feature, better come up with receipts
No, this shit too tight, guess it's only me in here
Look around, don't see nobody but the freaks in here
Guess I find my worth in sheets, ah yeah
But this shit's too good so I give right in
Gas go up in the air like poof
Feel like a G when I'm in that booth
Can't help myself with the girls like you
Gas go up in the air like poof
And I feel like a G when I'm in that booth
Can't help myself with the girls like you, like
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my, that just make my
Eyes closed, cannot, cannot keep up with me
I know, eyes closed
Bitch, I'm drivin', drivin', dodging 5-0
Eyes low, smoking something that just make my eyes, yeah, just make my eyes close
