ฟังเพลงLet Me See (Explicit)

Let Me See (Explicit) - Juicy J/Kevin Gates/Lil Skies

Lyrics by：Kevin Gates/Jordan Houston/Kimetrius Foose/BryTavious Chambers

Composed by：Kevin Gates/Jordan Houston/Kimetrius Foose/BryTavious Chambers

Tay Keith f**k these n***as up

Yeah ho

Yeah ho yeah

Yeah ho

Uh yeah

Y'all really ain't getting no money better get you some dough

Y'all really ain't getting no money 'cause y'all chasing these hoes

Y'all really ain't getting no money yeah we already know

Y'all really ain't getting no money stop that flexing you broke

Y'all really ain't putting up numbers but who keepin' the score

Y'all n***as way too funny being broke ain't no joke

Made a hundred from a show

And spent that all on some clothes

Y'all really ain't no killers y'all really some hoes

Let me see let me see

Let me see let me see your bankroll

Let me see let me see

Let me see let me see your bankroll

Let me see let me see

Let me see how much it blow

Let me see let me see

Let me see yeah you blow some more

You really ain't banging really ain't slanging

Talking that s**t but this life can get dangerous

I keep the stainless leave your a*s brainless

My life is painless I'm rich and famous

You ain't no blood and you ain't no crip

Ain't got no drugs to make you no flip

You like the softest n***a in the clique

You like a pistol just without a clip

You ain't from the hood you ain't get that out the mud

You ain't come up off them drugs and that's understood

Man I wish these n***as would toss 'em in the firewood

You ain't with the mob

Nah you ain't involved

You talking so cases get solved

You ain't making calls

Nah you never gon' ball

'Cause you wanna see n***as fall

B***h I'm og I'm spendin' bands from '03

And my outfit costs a g this s**t ain't cheap

I can't do nothing for free I need like fifty a feat'

Somethin' like a chief

I make sure my n***as eat

Put n***as up on they feet

N***a don't reach

Even though I keep the peace

I'll hit your a*s with this piece

Y'all really ain't getting no money better get you some dough

Y'all really ain't getting no money

'Cause y'all chasing these hoes

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Yeah we already know

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Stop that flexing you broke

Y'all really ain't putting up numbers

But who keepin' the score

Y'all n***as way too funny being broke ain't no joke

Made a hundred from a show

And spent that all on some clothes

Y'all really ain't no killers y'all really some hoes

Let me see let me see

Let me see let me see your bankroll bankroll

Let me see let me see

Let me see let me see your bankroll

Let me see let me see

Let me see how much it blow

Let me see let me see

Let me see you blow some more

Yeah I got one of my plugs in here

You know juicy j done came in this b***h you know

I got to show off for him you know

Send the load

I got the breadwinner status breadwinner automatic

I went to arkansas and got at it

I took the route down to miami

Timmy bust down got traffic

We at the flea market with a caddy

Ask your boy do I speak it in spanish

Walk in the mall and I meet with a manager

Watch how you handle a n***a on camera

Big booty b***h need to know I got stamina yeah

Never mind money coming legit

Money time bought a jet

Switchin' lines steady bumpin' collect

Moneygram standin' up in they chest

You read books and you know how to play chess

Why don't crooks learn how to finesse

Quality h I'm one of the best

Still in had to take a lil' rest

Stayed solid hit the cell and reset

Fresh out of jail ordered a jet

Not bad when you come from the 'jects

Get mad you look kinda upset

Front pass not regular yet

Two seater with the huh on deck

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Better get you some dough

Y'all really ain't getting no money

'Cause y'all chasing these hoes

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Yeah we already know

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Stop that flexing you broke

Y'all really ain't putting up numbers

But who keepin' the score

Y'all n***as way too funny

Being broke ain't no joke

Made a hundred from a show

And spent that all on some clothes

Y'all really ain't no killers y'all really some hoes

See I hop in the jag then

I get to the bag bag

I be making her mad I drip with the swag swag

I be spending this cash cash do the digital dash

My gang on the map on the map

We pull up to your trap your trap

We don't care where you at

They want me to lack lack

I don't fear none of that f**k that

'Cause my bro got the strap

Got m's in the safe in the safe

Bad b***hes in the wraith in the wraith

All I know is first place

N***as hating okay okay

They could never get in my way my way

I'ma ball hard all day

I done came up

You can never take me down wow

Wonder why they girls wanna date me now wow

Oh s**t more hits

Lil skies on the paper route b***h

Y'all really ain't getting no money

Better get you some dough