Ray Ban Vision (Remix)

[Hook - Cyhi Da Prince]

I got ray ban vision, these ain’t no prescriptions

I see you haters coming niggers Don't Think that im slipping

I got ray ban vision, I wear when I’m whipping

I wear when I’m fucking all my women think I’m trippin

I got ray ban vision X 5

This how I’m living, the only time I’m looking you in the eye if we do in bussiness

I got ray ban vision

[Verse 1 : Donnis]

Hey I got Ray Ban vision, my bitches think they prescription

I’m lookin’ fly as fuck, like a GQ subscription

You can’t see behind them when niggas know that I’m quitin’

Cause I’m going on top sour diesel that’s as a lemon, lemon

No nigga, no this ain’t no Gucci shit, wearing with my Louie shit

And I got a groupie bitch, who wear him with her Gucci shit

She swear that I’m stupid rich cause I got all these ray ban flavors

But I favor my all black darth vader

I rock them when I’m blockin’ haters

In something tailored

Yes I’m looking dapper if you are inquiring

But don’t ask me where I get them, when your paid you acquire things

I spend high notes like a high school choir scenes

That had them admiring, thinking that their style needs firing, damn

I ain’t mean to get your fired off some fresh shit

But my collection’s quite impressive

[Hook]

[Verse 2 : Pill]

I got my black shades on, Ray Ban on the side

Lets hit the bat cave home, Bruce Wayne when I ride

So those who robbing, you know I got the carbon

15 like half of 30 leave 'em slaughtered

Don’t mean to brag but my black shade’s fresher

Harder than then an all marble dresser

Yes sir, I am the professor the teacher of all cool shit

Bitches like he look like somebody I went to school with

Lenses, blackout, benze to crack house and everybody keep trying to buy ya like Shaq's house

Oki-ni, I put my foot out in this outfit, and Ray Bans is something I gotta leave the house with

[Hook]

[Verse 3 : Danny Brown]

Ray ban vision, can you see me mami?

Making bitches out of paper like origami

Pussy on tsunami, they slaught a salami

The bitches pussy kicking like I heard a march of Nazi's

I get hand me down shirts from Liberace

You kiss bitches thats in to Bukake

And they modern day ferrow? Quick bow and arrows

That shoots sparrows in a 3 six barrels

Like we have your tongue when at time and yells at Christmas carol

I fuck bitches out of America Apparel

So they hit me to skeet skeet and get drugged out and your weed got seeds like a major league dugout

Smoke two blunts, drink a Pabst Blue Ribbon

Now she call that cab and her fucking panties missing

When she hit the door there was no kissing

Never see me again, I got ray ban vision!