Nothin' Yet
Hit em with the spray
Bought an ak
Just anotha day
With the gang gang
Swami on the beat
Goin cray cray
Hittin up the streets
Call it melee
Smokin on the weed
Got me hazy
Corner of the streets
Kinda shady
Horder of the beats
I'm amazing
High of the week
That I'm chasin
Somethin in my drank
Got me racin
Somethin in the weed
What's it laced with
Pour another drank
Got me faded
Trippin don't tweak
Don't you say shit
Don't you say shit
Never show weakness
Always showin greatness
I'ma be the greatest
Version of me
Burn you alive to the 3rd degree
Learn to survive super star ima beam
Take em all with me, yuh, all of my team
Fuck up a hater with all of his beef
Salud to the shot and salute the chief
Smoke on the pot, it's my family tree
Swerve on a thot, only checks that I seek
Kill on the spot, double tap to be sure
Pills ima pop, double cups for the cure
Pray to my God, give a fuck if I'm pure
Work on the job till I'm dead on the floor
Come out on top, Ima settle the score
Now we are rich, cuz back then we were poor
'Spect to my dawgz they didn't let go
When I was down picked me up and kept goin
High as plane, I'm a fly like Boeing
Waves gettin bigger and I'm a keep rowing
When it gets dark is when I start glowin
Killin the game, Mayne y'all ain't seen nothin
Man y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Put my life on the line, I'm willing to die
Mayne y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Ah nah Mayne
Y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Ah nah Mayne
Bought an ak
Just anotha day
With the gang gang
Swami on the beat
Goin cray cray
Hittin up the streets
Call it melee
Smokin on the weed
Got me hazy
Corner of the streets
Kinda shady
Horder of the beats
I'm amazing
High of the week
That I'm chasin
Somethin in my drank
Got me racin
Somethin in the weed
What's it laced with
Pour another drank
Got me faded
Trippin don't tweak
Don't you say shit
Don't you say shit
Never show weakness
Always showin greatness
I'ma be the greatest
Version of me
Burn you alive to the 3rd degree
Learn to survive super star ima beam
Take em all with me, yuh, all of my team
Fuck up a hater with all of his beef
Salud to the shot and salute the chief
Smoke on the pot, it's my family tree
Swerve on a thot, only checks that I seek
Kill on the spot, double tap to be sure
Pills ima pop, double cups for the cure
Pray to my God, give a fuck if I'm pure
Work on the job till I'm dead on the floor
Come out on top, Ima settle the score
Now we are rich, cuz back then we were poor
'Spect to my dawgz they didn't let go
When I was down picked me up and kept goin
High as plane, I'm a fly like Boeing
Waves gettin bigger and I'm a keep rowing
When it gets dark is when I start glowin
Killin the game, Mayne y'all ain't seen nothin
Man y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Put my life on the line, I'm willing to die
Mayne y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Ah nah Mayne
Y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Ah nah Mayne
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Writer(s): Matthew Garcia
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