Nitrøgen - EYES Lyrics

We love you, Nitrø
I got eyes
What's wrong
Yes, yes
Hop up off a jet, just to hop up in a tank
With a rookie to a vet
You below my rank, got the sauce, I got the taste
Now they want the recipe, yeah she kissing on my lip
Now she want the rest of me, yeah
The rest of me, put that boy to peace
The RIP, put that boy to sleep
Uh, you tell him slide tell him he might die
I keep my faith in God
He keep me alive
I f*ck your bitch in the back of my roover
We f*ckin' and f*ckin' and f*ckin' all over
Your bitch wanna play with me, I paint her face like Pinocchio
I got your bitch, on my Nokia
She pullin' all on my phone, I got your bitch on the clone
She f*ckin' me, then she got hoed
I put your bitch back home, I put your bitch in her place
I put your bitch on a chopper, I put your bitch on my plate
I put your bitch on my vault, I got some dollars
It all over my slate, I got some bands on band
I got your bitch, she wanna play with my man
Chopper gon' level his hands, uh, uh
It's finna bang, bang, bang, bang
I got eyes everywhere, you know you'll be seen
My bitch, she so bad, she like bad Billie Jean
Glance inside the darkness, now in peer the in-between
She got slutty eyes, that's the language that I speak
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
My bitch, she so bad, she gon' give me head
When I'm down, and bored, I catch a body, that's what's fun fun
Beam in his eyes, he can't see, that's the sun sun
What's wrong, baby, what's wrong
What's wrong, baby, what's, what's
What's wrong, baby, what's wrong
What's wrong, baby, what's, what's
Hop up off a-
Just to hop up in a-
What's a rookie to a disciple
You below my rank, I got sauce
Now they wanna, they want the recipe
Why she kissing on my lips when she want the rest of me