This is a song about "Eyes on money"

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Spot of the eyes on the corner, that's why we oversized,

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

Enticed on money and vices alike,

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Staring at her puzzled , their eyes cemented ...on her

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Its a jungle out here and ima pounce on tha money

My eyes automatically, locked on to her, no word of lie uh!

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

And simplify my life to keep my eyes on rap and write?

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Money wild i'm on the hunt

And bijies like im out and

Spending all my money on lids

Shout out bobby on hundreds