Huncho Jack, Travis Scott & Quavo – Eye 2 Eye (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

I could see that they jealous, don’t know why (yah)
We see eye to eye
Murda on the beat, that’s not nice, man
We import ’em (yeah!), just don’t record us (straight up!)

We see eye to eye
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
[Interlude: Quavo]

Get high, touch the sky
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
We see eye to eye
All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
Real nigga, I

Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the morning
Real nigga, I
Get high, touch the sky
Left hand in the pot
We havin’ the lean, exotics, and percs, she havin’ the X pill (lean)
Know what I mean?
We put the floor on dash
Over that bag, they mad

Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt
We hop on the jet, the time we kill (pew)
I’m about to go off in a second (vroom, yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]

Yeah yeah (yeah)
Right hand in the air
We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Real nigga, I
Left hand in the pot
Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!)
Look at the bitch, she a dime
The gang in your yard with the strap like the Uber driver with the sign (brrt)
Right hand in the air
We see eye to eye
If you searching, come look for us (alright!), over the border (it’s lit!)
We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)
I’ve been known to tell the truth in my raps but these other rapper tell lies (lies)
All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
Get high, touch the sky
[Chorus: Quavo]
Eye to eye (yeah!)
So many watches, a nigga can’t run out of time
Real nigga, I

They get out of line
Crack that seal and take a whiff and I come back alive (die)

Left hand in the pot
Is it ’cause we lit at 4 AM at the spot?

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Trips to Dubai (yeah yeah)
Flip it like it’s Five Guys, I’m 2Pac, get all eyes (all)
Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash!)
Moving bricks and medicine (bricks)
[Chorus: Quavo]
These niggas be wildin’, chasin’ money
Real nigga, I
Real nigga, I
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (green)
[Chorus: Quavo]
I know the problem, yeah yeah
[Intro: Kodak Black]
Over that bag, they mad
Right hand in the air
And I bought a skeleton (ice, ye)
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
[Verse 2: Quavo]
We fuck up the check for real (checks)
We ain’t really with that camera shit
Yeah yeah
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (green)
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!)

We know how to flex for real
Over that bag, they mad
Ain’t no fabrication on the vine (it’s cap)
Know all my hoes they go and cash
Real niggas keep the trap alive
Real nigga, I
I know the problem, yeah yeah (yeah!)
Yeah yeah
Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah yeah)
Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah!)
Touch the sky, heavenly (sky)
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (it’s lit!)
Niggas commit suicide when they don’t got mob ties
Real nigga, I
She like to fly, pelican (brr)
We fuck up for real, for real, for real
I’m a deadly weapon (ye)
Nah
Real nigga, I (I), pop a perc’ and fly (brr)
Poppin’ at the crib, the living room look like The Forum
We see eye to eye
While I’m signing deals (ye)

I know the problem, yeah yeah

I got a ‘Tek Philippe (ye)