Hurt Yo Eyes lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[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 bandana
Molly got me rollin', I can see all of these plotting n*ggas
I’m like the president, n*ggas they want to bury me
b*tches they want to rape the kid
I’m fly like pelican, all of these b*tches 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 n*gga killing off
Too many, too pretty, these the city b*tches
All these pus*y n*ggas riding di*k without permission
All these critics tryna kill me but its benefit me
SMM n*gga that’s my sh*t, get it?
That’s my sh*t, get it
Get it

[Chorus: Young LA]
All these chains that I have on
So many foreign b*tches in my phone
I'ma 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, n*gga
n*gga riding round with Glock 40s
No lady, but we riding round, looking for shorty
Pistol old, but you know them b*tches only 30
I been busting since I was 12, my scrap ain’t no virgin
Young n*ggas, climbing up the f*cking ladder
We gon reach you, push a n*gga like you came out of battle
Hundred shots hit him, fold him up like a centipede
DK a J, he like to smoke a n*gga, no weed
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Man down, get him
Baow, baow, baow, baow
These these f*cking missiles
n*gga playing with the squad, we coming too hard
We coming to hard, better play the squad

[Chorus: Young LA]
All these chains that I have on
So many foreign b*tches in my phone
I'ma 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
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