Gon See Today ft. 8een! Lyrics

You all niggas be greedy like you all ain't eat

Top hop out with a foreign

Alright

You all niggas is pussy like you all ain't eat today

I ride around with drakes

He look like a pimple, get shot in his dimple, the nigga is pussy okay

They watch me pop out, where the real went

I think this lil nigga on my kill list

So we going to see today

You testing my gangster lil nigga you dead

Nigga missing like Fred

Told the nigga break dance

Look in my eyes

Right now you seeing a demon

And she gone get rich off the semen

I feel like I'm God, bitch believing

These niggas all pussy I ride with 6 uh, look at my hip it's a chopper, blah, blah

Nigga be dead, nigga just land on his head

I feel like Carti I rejoice to red

I'm getting them racks and I'm stuffing the bed

I'm getting them racks, I'm skipping to the bands

Shorty in the back, she fucking on my mans

Don't plot an attack, brodie came with the bltt

If you come incorrect you get bltt in yo shit

We gone up it real quick, he get hit today

We never back down from nothing, meet the stick okay

We don't know that nigga, don't fuck with him at all

If I need him gone I know just who Ima call

She fuck with my music, now she wanna get in my drawls

I'll give her some of me but I'll never give her my all

She throw it back, make it clap clap clap, applause

I make it grtt bat bat with the strap if you act like you really want war nigga

You try it now and then we knocking down your door nigga

Never lack so you could never get caught up up in that store nigga

Nigga know that he was never was that important

Bullets hit round his body, now he getting sturdy

He in rhythm with the clip, this bitch holding 30

He ain't sending none back so he lacking and that's just my verdict

Brodie got blood on his shirt, wash it out with detergent

You ain't hear the full story, you just heard a version

Now I'm hitting his bitch, she Hispanic and Persian

She bleeding like her nigga, I think she a virgin

If that boy never hit he a goofy for certain

Mmm damn, roll round the city with a bitch in a brand new whip

And she keep rubbing on the dick

I ride with my brodie that nigga sliding with a old ass grip

Throwing that shit away after this

Hmm we don't play with nobody we play with then sticks

Yeah I'm taking a shot you know I ain't gone miss

Don't get your hopes up fucking with the kid

Cause I don't got no love I ain't in touch with emotion