Hurt Yo Eyes Young Thug (Ft. Yung LA)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Now baby I can’t tell him
We gon catch him in these streets
Bust his cerebellum
Looking for him like the police
With my umbrella, when I hop up out the phantom
I bang watermelon, that’s the color bandana
Molly got me rollin', I can see all of these plotting niggas
I’m like the president, niggas they want to bury me
Bitches they want to rape the kid
I’m fly like pelican, all of these bitches wait for bids
I’m sick and tired of the critinitics
All the critics want to bite into my dip sum
I ain’t playing, I’m for real for some
King cobra nigga killing off
Too many, too pretty, these the city bitches
All these pussy niggas riding dick without permission
All these critics tryna kill me but its benefit me
SMM nigga that’s my shit, get it?
That’s my shit, get it
Get it

[Chorus: Young LA]
All these chains that I have on
So many foreign bitches in my phone
I'ma pull outside with purple
All this goddamn money on me
It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes
It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes
It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes
It’ll hurt your eyes, it’ll hurt your eyes