Huncho Jack - Eye 2 Eye

[Intro: Kodak Black]

Murda on the beat, that's not nice, man

[Chorus: Quavo]

Real nigga, I

Get high, touch the sky

Right hand in the air

Left hand in the pot

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Yeah yeah (yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]

I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit!)

Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash!)

We put the floor on dash

Know all my hoes they go and cash

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]

Eye to eye (yeah!)

Trips to Dubai (yeah yeah)

I could see that they jealous, don't know why (yah)

Is it 'cause we lit at 4 AM at the spot?

Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah!)

If you searchin', come look for us (alright!), over the border (it's lit!)

We import 'em (yeah!), just don't record us (straight up!)

Poppin' at the crib, the livin' room look like The Forum

Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the mornin'

[Interlude: Quavo]

Know what I mean?

We ain't really with that camera shit

Nah

[Verse 2: Quavo]

We fuck up for real, for real, for real

We fuck up the check for real (checks)

We havin' the lean, exotics, and percs, she havin' the X pill (lean)

We know how to flex for real

We hop on the jet, the time we kill (pew)

These niggas be wildin', chasin' money

While I'm signin' deals (ye)

I got a 'Tek Philippe (ye)

And I bought a skeleton (ice, ye)

I'm a deadly weapon (ye)

I'm about to go off in a second (vroom, yeah)

Moving bricks and medicine (bricks)

She like to fly, pelican (brr)

Touch the sky, heavenly (sky)

Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Quavo]

Real nigga, I

Get high, touch the sky

Right hand in the air

Left hand in the pot

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]

I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green)

Blue dolla' bills send them heels to the sky (yeah!)

We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)

All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem, yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Real nigga, I (I), pop a perc' and fly (brr)

Crack that seal and take a whiff and I come back alive (die)

Niggas commit suicide when they don't got mob ties

Flip it like it's Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all eyes (all)

Look at the bitch, she a dime

So many watches, a nigga can't run out of time

They get out of line

The gang in your yard with the strap like the Uber driver with the sign (brrt)

I've been known to tell the truth in my raps but these other rapper tell lies (lies)

Real niggas keep the trap alive

Ain't no fabrication on the vine (it's cap)

[Chorus: Quavo]

Real nigga, I

Get high, touch the sky

Right hand in the air

Left hand in the pot

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Real nigga, I

We see eye to eye

Yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]

I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green)

Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!)

We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)

All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)

Over that bag, they mad

I know the problem, yeah, yeah (yeah!)

[Outro: Travis Scott]

Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt

• Artist:Huncho Jack
• Album:cho Jack, Jack Huncho