Red Eye

Peep

It's Dane to Dane, Lane out the astro plane

Stride slow, tight rope is a casket game

Either way I'm still after cake

Tomorrow's ill, hard swallowed pill

I get cash today

I got plays on my line baby

Playing games like "Facts boo, you stay on my mind maybe"

It's mine maybe or maybe not

Dot but I grind daily

Stop watches, the time's shaky

Yo I got the cheat code for freak hoes

Speech froze, now your legs can't keep close

G code gravel attached to each toe

5 on it, Mike, Maine, Randy, Tito

And me oh, luck left frio me hoe

You say you got next but we gon' see bro

I eat now, creep slow and keep low

It's me wild, with the Clique and we beach bound

I'm in my lane focused

Looking only after me twice over and I ain't joking

The wordplay got these dames open

I'm getting butt back to back like I'm chain smoking

Then I change motions

Making singles off my craft got me cheesin'

Red eye flights, I'm switching seasons

Used to watch plays at The Beacon

Now I'm getting paid just for speaking

Cross me better find a Deacon

Or end up chased by the dogs so let the fleas in

But I ain't into beefing, rather be in Punta Cana laying with a Rican

Inclusive resorts, I'll let the breeze in

Sippin' some brown while shorty's cheifin'

White Henny's like a brick in the states

Thousand grams of that tan, have it shipped by the case

Orders coming off the rip, they can't wait for a sip

Triple up the price tag cause inflations a trip