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Eyes Closed
by Nick Andree
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I do this shit so easy, yeah I do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I do this shit so easy, yeah I do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what i smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I stay in a fast car looking like in nascar
I was Fucking on that bitch and i know she loving me
Hopping off a jet i was just in okc
I was balling up so hard yeah i feel like Cp3
Clip .23 yeah im feeling like im Jordan
Racing with the gang and we hop inside a foreign
Thumbing through the money yeah i know that i was scoring
Yeah I pour a four I’ll be lazy till the morning
I do this shit so easy, yeah i do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I do this shit so easy, yeah i do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I do this shit so easy, yeah I do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I do this shit so easy, yeah I do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what i smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I stay in a fast car looking like in nascar
I was Fucking on that bitch and i know she loving me
Hopping off a jet i was just in okc
I was balling up so hard yeah i feel like Cp3
Clip .23 yeah im feeling like im Jordan
Racing with the gang and we hop inside a foreign
Thumbing through the money yeah i know that i was scoring
Yeah I pour a four I’ll be lazy till the morning
I do this shit so easy, yeah i do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
I do this shit so easy, yeah i do this with my eyes closed
She trying to hit my phone, yeah she trynna hit my iPhone
My eyes are looking low, yeah you’ll never know what I smoked
I stay with the gang and we counting up the dough
