Lyrics Blood In My Eyes - Onnagondola

(Woah) Yeah, holdup, yeah, holdup, wait, holdup, yeah
I know I'm cold hearted, yeah
I'm not a role model, huh
I got a pole on me, holdup
You know we pole vaulting
And we got scopes on us
And we got dope on us
And we got O's on us
And we got ho's on us
Wait, holdup, yeah
I hit a lick like a known robber
I might pull up in the zone, pop him
Freeze my wrist on my own, lock it
I had to run up my own pockets
Motherfuckers flaging, there's no progress
I still got all the O's bagged, you don't even got no content
I run it, run it up so constant
Getting too deep fry a ho's conscious
I got that Vetement coat on me
Camouflage on me like I'm army
Kel-Tec in my hand, I'm sparking
I ran it up through my darkness
Wake up, I wonder why I'm heartless
I love to fight, I love to start shit
I get so high that I feel like a star, bitch
Pussy so pink and it look like a starfish
I get so high that I feel like a Martian
I fuck with that bitch because she's top of the market
I'm off the drugs, I might cop new apartments
I keep a gun inside glove compartments
I keep a gun inside glove compartments
I keep a gun inside glove compartments
Motherfuckers stalling, they acting like bots did
Motherfuckers stalling, they acting like bots do
I got time stalling, I don't think I want you
Every time that I be copping, the drop new
I pull up with black and white like a raccoon, bitches be sucking me up like a vacuum
I had to run it up way before track two, can't trust a ho, I won't pull up with the last one
I pull up on the scene, I run my racks up
Molly and coke in the party, we cracked up
I'm pulling up on the scene, run the
I'm pulling up on the scene, run the glass up
If you wanna try me, put you in the trash, bruh
Motherfuckers lying they ain't even have none
I am still running my racks up (Yeah)
I was so high, I was skipping the class, bruh

I got no feelings, I stay comatose high, I can't trust a ho, they be so in disguise
I'm pulling up and I'm rolling my paper, I'm smoking, it looking like blood in my eyes
Every time I'm high I feel so fuckin' alive, most of the time I be drunker than high
I'm pulling up and I be rolling my paper, I'm smoking it, it look like blood in my eyes
Send me away need a ride, send me away need a ride
Motherfuckers tweaking, everyone's brain be frying
I post up in the party all out my mind
I might give you the beats like I'm Working On Dying
Everywhere I go, I'm working on flying