Izaya Tiji
They Stare
[Intro]
Yeah (Zen)
Yeah (Pew)
Yeah (Blick)
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah

[Verse]
Once you get some money they stare
I got a Glock so I cannot fail
Leave some bullet holes and I'm makin' him clear
[?] chills
Hop in that Tes', lets—lets get that
Fuck these n***as, I do not care
Juggin' the Percs, through the mail
Put him in the dirt, leave 'em there
I got some money I can't share
Pop a Xan just like a damn flare
I gotta hit up the pill man
Pack runna' for the bills man
For the (Sniff), he might kill a man
Pop a n***a like a fucking Xan
He not my bro, can't shake hands
Tryna dodge these bullets, what is you doin'?
Got some money now I'm an influence
Sippin' the phat, sippin' the fluid
True-y jeans make me feel like a Buddhist
I'm off this Perc, I'm clueless
Plug called me, who this?
Ex bitch called me like, "Who this?"
Cops at my do', who this?
Look at that boy, he a cool lick
I tell that boy, "Better cool it"
You n***as [?] rude bitch
Choppa bullets they gon' paint shit
And that's a fact 'cause I need to face it
Beatin' the pack, he thought it was laced
Ain't got no [?] but a n***a got closed case
I need a bad bitch that go both ways (Ha-ha)
Cartel [?]
Let's go to the moon
Racks hit 'em so he go far
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah— yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah—
Yeah— yeah—
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Bee, bee
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy (Haha, hahahaha)
Hahahaha, ha, hahahaha (Ha, ha, hahaha)
Hahahaha

[Outro]
Oh, yeah
Once you get some money they stare
Once you get some money they stare
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Once you get some money they stare