Eyes/The Dough ft. TAZDIED Lyrics

Bitch I'm getting paid fuck a job and your payroll

You were stocking shelves I roo rah for a bankroll

Hold up hold up hold up where you going with my queso

Hold up hold up hold up they keep talking well okay so

It's me you gotta problem with then why you didn't say so

Pussy mothafucka you must like they way it tastes though

Always being second falling short in every way bro

I just know my checks are fat and just for that I'm thankful

Vegas to LA I'm burning rubber like I'm quake go

Used to count up change now I pour beamers in my faygo

Used to wanna die now I just sit back and get paid hoe

Never splitting checks unless I'm standing in the bank hoe

Now why's it always me who's gotta talk

Everybody else just turn and walk

Thought that he was tough now he in chalk

I watch all my ops that got my heart okay okay okay

You bitches soft olay

I'm taking aim at all you boys until my gang go spray

I'm with the shit you just a rapper who just started so late

Welcome to my throne you peasants can't get out you don't stay

Okay okay you bitches soft olay

I'm taking aim at all you boys until my gang go spray

I'm with the shit you just a rapper who just started so late

Welcome to my throne you peasants can't get out you don't stay

God sees everything

Gimme the dough gimme the dough

I'm water whippin' I'm whippin' the ghost

Gimme some mo gimme some mo

Get to the talkin' I love it the most

Gimme the woah gimme the woah

It's for the Steez it's not for the show

Gimme the bro gimme the bro

Our way of walkin' is fuckin' your hoe

Gimme the blow gimme the blow

Said that I'm killin' I'm killin' the throat

Gimme the go gimme the go

Load up the fifty we got the ammo

Gimme turbo gimme turbo

It's only a tease it stays on the low

Gimme the know gimme the know

I bet you'll be screamin' when it's not a joke

Woah