See Y’all Again

Lyrics

[Intro] Mmm, yeah Nigga, BandGang, nigga, you scared of us (Chapo) Nigga's scared, mmm, yeah (Laides and gentleman, my main man, Jaimoe) Yeah [Pre-Chorus] Young nigga comin with .30 round, nigga we'll let that bitch blow BabyLife pull up, mane we postpone his show I got the strap on me, nigga comin in the party with more than a huncho Green gettin bad, I gotta get this shit gone Knew I was finna hit the biggest lick of my life, call Verizon, told 'em turn on my phone BabyLife Vampire nigga come and we'll take you down and you know this shit a gamble Man fuck twelve, free BJ and Sumo, I just wan' my brothers to come home I pull that Glock to the fuck nigga, nigga can't come to the block, you unknown I got this Glock in my pocket and i have it blow it ain't gotta reload [Chorus] Yeah fuck next bitch, I went first baby but the bitch ain't tryna do nothin' else Smoke a opp, put 'em on the top shelf BL, smokin' more than just top shelf I had to just stab my partna nig' back, nigga talkin' to the damn jakes Glock in my pocket, it'll bust at a nigga, eat his face just like steak I do what I want, nigga, I ain't even go to Atlanta, I'll still be Brave [Verse] Posted at the station with Sumo, we tryna catch us a play Huh, we 'bout to- we tryna make us a way I just shot a boy in his face, I'm in the woods with the stick, nigga start a earthquake Whoa, don't touch him, that's my body I'm finna pop that boy, just told em I had a fuck this bitch, nigga I'll do this shit beleaguer I ain't playin' games with these dumbass hoes, nigga fuck Madden, fuck Steven Pop-out at night with that Glock, Just like Jeeper Creepers I got good aim, nigga, gon' blitz at the goddamn team Talk to my whoa on the jail phone, nigga, I'll see ya'll again Only be with Whoas, I ain't got no friends [Pre-Chorus] Young nigga come in with .30 round, nigga we'll let that bitch blow BabyLife pull up, make 'em postpone his show I got the strap on me, nigga comin in the party with more than a huncho Green gettin bad, I gotta get this shit gone Knew I was finna hit the biggest lick of my life, call Verizon, told 'em turn on my phone BabyLife Vampire nigga come and we'll take you down and you know this shit a gamble Man fuck twelve, free BJ and Sumo, I just wan' my brothers to come home I pull that Glock to the fuck nigga, nigga can't come to the block, you unknown I got this Glock in my pocket and i have to blow it ain't gotta reload [Chorus] Yeah fuck that bitch, I went first baby but the bitch ain't tryna do nothin' else Smoke a opp, put 'em on the top shelf BL, smokin' more than just top shelf I had to just stab my partna nig' back, nigga talkin' to the damn jakes Glock in my pocket, it'll bust at a nigga, eat his face just like steak I do what I want, nigga, I ain't even go to Atlanta, I'll still be Brave [Refrain] BabyLife, Vampire, nigga, come and we'll take you down, nigga know this shit gunsmoke And it's fuck twelve, free BJ and Sumo, I just wan' my brothers to come home I put my Glock to this fuck nigga, nigga you can't come to the block, you unknown I got this Glock in my pocket and If I have blow it, ain't gotta reload [Outro] I do whatever I want, nigga, I ain't even go to Atlanta, i'll still be Brave Posted at the station with Sumo, we tryna catch us a play Huh, we 'bout to- we tryna make us a way I just shot a boy in his face, I'm in the woods with the stick, nigga stop a earthquake Whoa, don't touch him, that's my body I'm finna pop that boy, just told 'im I had a .40, but nigga, like do she believe me? I ain't playin' games with these dumbass hoes, nigga fuck Madden fuck Steven Pop-out at night with that Glock, Just like Jeeper Creepers I got good aim, nigga, gon' blitz on they goddamn team Talk to my whoa on the jail phone, nigga, I'll see ya'll again I'm the B-Whoa, nigga I don't got no friends Yuh, yall niggas come around, with that .30 round, nigga we'll let that bih' blow BabyLife pull up, make 'em postpone his show