Seen It All lyrics

[Intro]
Top bird, double r
Double b, bird business sh*t n*gga
Brrr brrr

[Verse 1] (Summrs)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talked to my bro through the jail call
Pray to god that I don’t fall off
Blow a hole through his chest with the sawed-off, sawed-off
b*tch you can’t lie to me I done seen it all, saw it all
Two steps ahead of the game, off a addy customizing chains
My n*ggas be snatching these brains, brains
Drive that Maybach through the rain
Pay with complimentary champagne
Sometimes I feel like Kobe, sometimes I feel like Ginobili
I just need me a [?] I’m sippin’ on drank
I never hit up my [?]
My brothers gon’ leavе ‘em a stain, don’t make the wrong mistakе
Outside his house we gon’ stay
Pushing that G63 with no brakes
Mama I came a long way, [?] tied up to some [?]
Throwing shots like parade, she tryna play with my name like arcade
She spit in my mother f*cking face
I never take these b*tches serious, I don’t think they really hearing us
I don’t think these n*ggas lit as us
Blow that choppa’ like some angel dust
Poppin’ sh*t that’s why she came with us
Said that’s your b*tch but she stay with us
[Verse 2] (Rich Amiri)
Let go let go
Run through the gas [?]
Lil’ petty sh*t it wasn’t made for us
Run through a hunnid’ and made it uh
Taliban turn you to angel dust
My n*gga trippin’ he want him a body
Caught him a body they can’t say none
The case is up, y’all n*ggas funny and fake as f*ck
That fishbowl I told my woedie’ to paint the [?]
Yeah, no handouts young n*ggas made from none
I know this sh*t wasn’t made for us
Now pockets fat y’all bankrupt

[Verse 3] (Summrs)
Pockets fat y’all bankrupt
You gotta’ get your paper up
[?], Double my cup
f*ck this b*tch, I don’t want love
Tiffany diamonds [?] cash
f*cking with me her whole life I done carried
I got these m’s we getting married
I got these m’s we getting buried
Together forever I get cheddar
She blowing me, I’m blowing n*ggas with my Beretta
Came in on some light sh*t, floating like a feather
They copy everything I do, I’m a trendsetter
[Verse 4] (Rich Amiri)
I want to pop these pills shawty
I wanna’ crack the seal shawty
Give a f*ck how you feel shawty
C4 make these [?]
3 percs in can't feel my body
But a young n*gga just feel right
f*ck yo’ gang come kill some bout it
Bend a b*tch back got her doing pilates
I put that fly sh*t all on my body
Choppin’ the top off the coupe Kawasaki
I’m in that front seat I [?] it
Bae I can’t love you, I’m in love with roxy
He wanna’ talk sh*t finna’ red dot him
[?] white b*tch up in the lobby