Eyelids lyrics

[Intro]
What--
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where’s the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
'Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open

[Chorus]
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where’s the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
'Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open

[Verse 1]
Life a b*tch, you keep asking why I'm making fun of us
Cold world, baby, cuddle up
Whole world finna f*ck with us
I've been running much, I'm in the bucket drunk
Like, I know you heard I'm on the cusp or summin'
Yeah, they got a thang young as us, baby
Hold your breath when the tunnel come
Well, not yet, I
Can't remember sh*t, tell the truth so won’t have to
Hands ain’t meant for sh*t but breaking grams
All the shaking hands been a hassle
Willy-nilly with the trust
Now, I never put it past you
Silly children from the bus
Come and take it, never ask you
Al-aloe Vera with a ounce of Mary
Agitating all my adversaries
Ooh, now she want it
Ooh, now she married
I remember heard amounts is varied
Whenever I'm on, burnt the bounty, baby
Perpetually gone, those around me crazy
If I step in that b*tch, you can count on payment
Take what’s left of your slits right around my gang
And they gon' ask me, like Travy
[Chorus]
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where's the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
’Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where's the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
'Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open

[Verse 2]
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where's the whip?
Oh, that system broken
You can't buy that sh*t
I'm on 10 and all my friends is roped-in
Pockets still got lint, but figure's six
So, you can keep the quote
Ain't got no f*cks to give, but I feel bad
So, I could keep you posted
Cursed with the focus, slurred off the podium
My girl with the three on the turns and it's your b*tch
And word on the street, I'm inherently doper than y'all
Hey, I ain't making these calls
Know we're stiff from the block
Just some kids from the block that nobody would rep
So, I stepped to the job
And, priority uno, get bread with my dogs
And I still ain't have time to drive down the next part
That's it
Taking a route home on my own two for the trip, uh
I had a South Pole and a Old School for the drip, uh
Said she need more breads, but the car dead, don't forget
I'll never forget, I'll never forget, no
[Chorus]
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where's the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
'Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open
Whatchu 'bout to get? Where's the whip?
Oh, that sh*t got stolen
Send me on the trip
Mom want cigs and some Pepsi cola
Leave without no kids, should be p*ssed
'Cause the world much colder when I was a kid
My eyelids is slowly starting to open