This is a song about "Contact lenses"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

Got an independent business mind

Lenses on but i still feel so blind

Checked her phone contact name of edna meyers

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

Is growin' tense, see the world through tints and black lenses,

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

Through new fresh lenses, time to fuck shit up with no consequences

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

I woke up, #focused closer, more than my #lenses did

Instrumental from lexus, change is what they expected