Album Name

Let Me See (feat. Kevin Gates and Lil Skies)

Artist

Juicy J

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.02.22

Release Agency

Sony Music

Let Me See (feat. Kevin Gates and Lil Skies) - Juicy J
Tay Keith fuck these niggas 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 niggas 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
you blow some more
You really ain't banging
really ain't slanging
Talking that shit
but this life can get dangerous
I keep the stainless
leave your ass 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 nigga
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 niggas 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 niggas fall
Bitch I'm OG
I'm spendin' bands from '03
And my outfit costs a G
this shit ain't cheap
I can't do nothing for free
I need like fifty a feat'
Somethin' like a chief
I make sure my niggas eat
Put niggas up on they feet
Nigga don't reach
Even though I keep the peace
I'll hit your ass 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 niggas 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
you blow some more
Yeah I got one
of my plugs in here
You know Juicy J done came
in this bitch 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 nigga on camera
Big booty bitch 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 niggas 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
Then hop in the Jag
then I get to the bag
I be making her mad
I drip with the swag
I be spending this cash
do the digital dash
My gang on the map
We pull up to your trap
We don't care where you at
They want me to lack
I don't fear none of that
Fuck that
'Cause my bro got the strap
Got M's in the safe
Bad bitches in the Wraith
All I know is first place
Niggas hating okay
They could never get in my way
I'ma ball hard all day
I done came up
You can never take me down
Wonder why they girls
wanna date me now
Oh shit more hits
Lil Skies
on the paper route bitch
Y'all really ain't getting
no money
better get you some dough