See Us Win
Know they hate to us we win
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin
Know them bullets gonna spray
Yeah them bullets gonna spray for him
N better pray for em
Shoutout to them n who still trippin yeah im thankful for em
N who be really bout it
Cappin shit not meant for talking
Heard that pussy n is still yappin told her tap me in
Lil freak bitch
She like to fuck n
Thats a psycho n
Love to kill his haters
Only time i killed it when she let me work her back in
Now we back up in this bitch & its me & her forever
Gang shit i aint playing n never lane switched
Gotta watch these n i aint talking off no Facebook
Got a drop watched him leave his house on spy shit
Watched him pick his play drive her back on some stalker shit
N never know who tf is really watching em
I bet you if u watch him you would notice that he paranoid
Bought a polaroid fucked his bitch & mailed his ass the pics
Imma young hot n baby imma spark in flames
Know they hate to us we win
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin
Know them bullets gonna spray
Aye give her dope dick now she spraying like a windex bottle
Know u hittin it right when her bro a opp & she still ain't tellin
N who be yellin for attention n still be tellin
N who be yellin for attention n still be tellin
Ain't my beef but I told him that I had him
I could never stand a n who don't stand on what he saying
Like how tf u really bout it
But get bitched by every n
That u claimed u was above em
N better stop the cappin
All tha flexing u been doing I could never put it past you
All that dick she been receiving made you wonder how it passed you
Put yo trust where it count fuck around and they gone gas you
Run it up lil nigga finna pass through
Catch him lacking out the window like it's drive thru
Where I'm from n see you like you see through
That's yo shorty wtf man we passed through
Fucked her good & left my kids on her ass cheeks
Know they hate to us we win
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin know them bullets gonna spray
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin
Know them bullets gonna spray
Yeah them bullets gonna spray for him
N better pray for em
Shoutout to them n who still trippin yeah im thankful for em
N who be really bout it
Cappin shit not meant for talking
Heard that pussy n is still yappin told her tap me in
Lil freak bitch
She like to fuck n
Thats a psycho n
Love to kill his haters
Only time i killed it when she let me work her back in
Now we back up in this bitch & its me & her forever
Gang shit i aint playing n never lane switched
Gotta watch these n i aint talking off no Facebook
Got a drop watched him leave his house on spy shit
Watched him pick his play drive her back on some stalker shit
N never know who tf is really watching em
I bet you if u watch him you would notice that he paranoid
Bought a polaroid fucked his bitch & mailed his ass the pics
Imma young hot n baby imma spark in flames
Know they hate to us we win
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin
Know them bullets gonna spray
Aye give her dope dick now she spraying like a windex bottle
Know u hittin it right when her bro a opp & she still ain't tellin
N who be yellin for attention n still be tellin
N who be yellin for attention n still be tellin
Ain't my beef but I told him that I had him
I could never stand a n who don't stand on what he saying
Like how tf u really bout it
But get bitched by every n
That u claimed u was above em
N better stop the cappin
All tha flexing u been doing I could never put it past you
All that dick she been receiving made you wonder how it passed you
Put yo trust where it count fuck around and they gone gas you
Run it up lil nigga finna pass through
Catch him lacking out the window like it's drive thru
Where I'm from n see you like you see through
That's yo shorty wtf man we passed through
Fucked her good & left my kids on her ass cheeks
Know they hate to us we win
Know they hate to us breathe
Know she love to see me win
Know them n hate to see us
Know them n hate them Ls
Know he running to the bag
Know he clutching on a pole
Know that boy ain't never played
Know he got it if he trippin know them bullets gonna spray
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Writer(s): Ali, Ts
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