4 Eyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah
 (Al Geno on the track)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 I'm in the game and you niggas in the bleachers like clothes stains
 Niggas washed up, and I know you tide
 She get wet for money, she gon' drown in Ben Franks
 Leave it on the hanger, let it air dry
 Balenciagas, I just run and take the S off
 Her smile, niggas still can walk a mile in 'em
 A nigga had to grow four eyes
 One on the left and right and I put two on my backside
 I spend two bands on thе sweater but I ain't stuntin' her
 Thеm niggas scared, we drive them foreign whips like monster trucks
 I gave the streets acne, I know they bump my shit enough
 Long as I ain't dead I got Codeine in my liver
 Told, "You not a part of us, you must don't remember"
 That bitch just hit me with her tongue, we ain't goin' public
 We bag 'em up like groceries, then he go in public
 All my jewelry underwater, you know this shit official
 Niggas be scared, when it get dark they sing like Bryson Tiller
 You're a rat but you got P's, we call that Master Splinter
 He hate when cash stick out my jeans, I got more money denim
 For all my niggas just got sentenced, I just count commas
 They don't talk at all, when they come home, I buy 'em Hummers
 Trashbag full of money, nigga might go buy a dumpster
 Roll in the streets, sometimes you gotta see your honor
 In Brooklyn like KD, sometimes you gotta leave the Thunder
 Barely can see, I need context, delete all my numbers
 You gotta pay to stay in my hood, but I need Ghetto free
 Ain't goin' broke, I'ma stay up,
 What the fuck is sleep? (Al Geno on the track)
 Who you gon' fuck, me or Nick? Take a knee
 My name Cap
 I'm in the game and you niggas in the bleachers like clothes stains
 Niggas washed up and I know you tide
 She get wet for money, she gon' drown in Ben Franks
 Leave it on the hanger, let it air dry
 Balenciagas, I just run and take the S off
 Her smile, niggas still can walk a mile in 'em
 A nigga had to grow four eyes
 One on the left and right and I put two on my backside
 I spend two bands on the sweater but I ain't stuntin' her
 Them niggas scared, we drive them foreign whips like monster trucks
 COVID-19, these niggas sick, they can't come 'round us
 Roll in the streets, sometimes you gotta see your honor
 In Brooklyn like KD, sometimes you gotta leave the Thunder