See You
Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan & Birdman
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Yeah
Rich Gang
YSL
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ayy, J
I got the streets in a headlock (Hey)
I got your bitch in a leglock (Hey)
I do not fuck with the fed, cuz (Hey)
F-150, I bag her (Skrrt)
All of my niggas gon' get it (Rich Gang)
We gon' bust it down and split it (Hey)
Fast food, I want the chickens (Hey)
Iglu, I pace the city (Hey)
I can see you in the building (Skrrt)
In the back like a peripheral (Woo)
Umbrella like Mr. Bentley (Hey)
My dick be snappin' these bitches (Hey)
I'ma make it rain on her forehead (Hey)
Fuck you, pay me just like Uncle Sam said (Woo)
Ho, this ain't no fur, this a lamb head
You can't get the picture but the cam dead
Pull up and never bend bodies (Hey)
On top like Scotty to Howie (Hey)
Load up the five, then I light it (Hey)
Shootin' shit get me excited
Double C cup, fuck the titties, I try it (Hey)
Ayy (What?)
Piece of me inside her mouth, call it trident (Trident)
Nigga havin' sex on a boat
I got my water on, I need me a float
I am the black kid, where is all my folks?
I slimed, picked 'em out and then I left 'em on the shore
I got bands on me, yes, I meant plural
I am so fresh, man, I feel like I'm a tourist
And I want fifty whole bands for a chorus (Rich Gang)
Every time I mob, bae, you know that I'm scorin'
We take all them drawers, man, you make a thug born
I'ma hit the show up and make a nigga floored
Man, I wonder why all the niggas live boring
Man, my ice is water like a kosher nose
And I swear to swear to God, baby, I'm a big slime reptos, yeah
I got the streets in a headlock (Hey)
I got your bitch in a leglock (Hey)
I do not fuck with the fed, cuz (Hey)
F-150, I bag her (Skrrt)
All of my niggas gon' get it (Get it)
We gon' bust it down and split it (Hey)
Fast food, I want the chickens (Hey)
Iglu, I pace the city (Hey)
I can see you in the building (Skrrt)
In the back like a peripheral (Woo)
Umbrella like Mr. Bentley (Hey)
My dick be snappin' these bitches (Hey)
I'ma make it rain on her forehead (Hey)
Fuck you, pay me just like Uncle Sam said (Woo)
Ho, this ain't no fur, this a lamb head
You can't get the picture but the cam dead
I won't lay down 'til there's ice in my ears
I won't drink unless it's Ciro and Womble
Ain't in no prison but when I appeal
You see my diamonds from far but I'm near
Blingin', I'm blingin', my chopper gon' ring, yes, I ring it
Off for no reason, I kill 'em, I spot
At Four Seasons (Five-star hotels)
I skate like Luke, play PS cool
I'ma stack them hundreds tall, no Wrangler (Hey)
And I'm only twenty-three but I got stain though (Hey)
When we kill 'em, we gon' only leave remains though (Hey)
I'm fuckin' Randy Savage
Ridin' with them Carters and bad bitches, ayy (Rich Gang)
Nigga must be a Crip 'cause he drinkin'
So much red and they active, ayy
I'ma start from the middle, then I'm headin' to the top
Then I'm goin' deep bottom that pussy
Little baby want all of my cream
And you know it's all white and I'm mushy
He ain't know an old man be a pussy-ass nigga like a bookie
Plus ten, I took it but I ate the cookie
I got the streets in a headlock (Hey)
I got your bitch in a leglock (Hey)
I do not fuck with the fed, cuz (Hey)
F-150, I bag her (Skrrt)
All of my niggas gon' get it (Get it)
We gon' bust it down and split it (Rich Gang)
Fast food, I want the chickens (Hey)
Iglu, I pace the city (Hey)
I can see you in the building (Skrrt)
In the back like a peripheral (Woo)
Umbrella like Mr. Bentley (Hey)
My dick be snappin' these bitches (Hey)
I'ma make it rain on her forehead (Hey)
Fuck you, pay me just like Uncle Sam said (Woo)
Ho, this ain't no fur, this a lamb head
You can't get the picture but the cam dead
Rich Gang