Hurt Yo Eyes

[Verse 1 – Young Thug] Now baby I can’t tell him We gon catch him in these streets Bust his cerebellum Looking for him like the police With my umbrella, when I hop up out the phantom I bang watermelon, that’s the color bandan Molly got me [?], see all of these plotting niggas I’m like the president, niggas they want to bury me Bitches they want to [?] the kid I’m fly like pelican, all of these bitches wait for bids I’m sick and tired of the critinitics All the critics want to bite into my dip sum I ain’t playing, I’m for real for some King cobra nigga killing off Too many, too pretty, these the city bitches All these [?] niggas riding dick without permission All these critics tryna kill me but its benefit me There’s a mill near my shit, get it That’s my shit, get it Get it [Hook – Young LA] All these [?] out here [?] So many foreign bitches in my phone Imma pull outside with purple All this goddamn money on me It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes [Verse 2 – Young Thug] On the phone with bloody, listening to the chain gang When I was young I used to wonder how it feels to gang bang Now that I bang it feel like my phone don’t ever stop ringing Play with big B’s and that funeral ain’t gon never stop singing, nigga Nigga riding round with Glock 40s No lady, but we riding round, looking for shorty Pistol old, but you know them bitches only 30 I been busting since I was 12, my scrap ain’t no virgin Young niggas, climbing up the fucking ladder We gon reach you, push a nigga like you came out of [?] Hundred shots hit him, fold him up like a centipede D K O J, he like to smoke a nigga, no weed Baow, baow, baow, baow Man down, get him Baow, baow, baow, baow These these fucking missiles Nigga playing with the squad, we coming too hard We coming to hard, better play the squad [Hook]