Can’t See Y’all lyrics

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[Intro: Ace Hood]
Ace Hood, homie
Gutta
Gutta
Ace Hood
Brisco, let's go

[Chorus: Ace Hood & Brisco]
Just cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
b*tches all on my di*k
And these n*ggas ain't know sh*t
Rolling on them thangs
Another one's next
Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me sh*t because
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
n*gga get on my level!

[Verse 1: Ace Hood & Brisco]
A to the C to the E to the H double O D
b*tch I'm raised up in the streets
Keep it G-U-T-T-A
For my n*ggas serving yay
Moving weight and serving packages that pack it in the crate
We don't count that cash every duffle gets weighed
Big money I'm paid, b*tch I'm feeling myself
You can tell I'm getting money Louis Vuitton belt
And I wish a n*gga would make a move himself
See I don't get money
It's coming out my ass
And I don't f*ck with hoes if they ain't about cash
Opa Locka goon, four Chevys and a dirtbike
I open up my trap
But took it back on the first night
Catch me in a Porsche
Or maybe on the porch
And we don't get jailed because we don't go to court
Yeah, n*gga stunting
Your homeboy fronting
Talking that sh*t but
He ain't about nothing
[Chorus: Ace Hood & Brisco]
Just cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
b*tches all on my di*k
And these n*ggas ain't know sh*t
Rolling on them thangs
Another one's next
Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me sh*t because
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
n*gga get on my level!

[Verse 2: Ace Hood & Brisco]
I'm looking for a hood rat, call her Stacy
She cuss real bad, and she steal from Macy*s
I want her so bad, please someone pace me
Try and say a hater will soon come hate me
Bocce boy, bocce boy, these chopps hit is bocce boy
Bag his ass up E-Class, keep the party going
Yes sir, I'm certified 3-0
Ride till I die, tell them n*ggas come and see po'
And I'mma come see him blast like an airbag
Make his body bounce, bounce, twenty five shell count
pus*y n*gga listen you don't listen you get hit with fifty missiles
Leave you living with the dead, understand that?
I got some b*tches and n*ggas that wanna bandwag
I double up with the jewels and let my pants sag
A hundred stacks in the bag, now where the cash at?
Yes, I'm blind so you haters like a cataract
[Chorus: Ace Hood & Brisco]
Just cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
b*tches all on my di*k
And these n*ggas ain't know sh*t
Rolling on them thangs
Another one's next
Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me sh*t because
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
n*gga get on my level!

[Verse 3: Ace Hood & Brisco]
What it do, what it is
See I don't talk to police and I don't play with kids
I'm home gutter, gangster, projects
I know the block hot, but I'mma open up regardless
Yeah, and damn right that coupe going topless
Vacant on the I, we do a 105
Me and Bris about cash we let it blow in the sky
Not let's blow money, never had more money
Now I'm the sh*t, believe that (Whoa!)
I know I got paper I just want a little more
I know you b*tches talking, so just talk a little more
Because baby I'm me, and y'all n*ggas hoes
Let's go
And I'm gone, my n*gga you know I got them
See, I am just a product, receiving all profit
See n*ggas want to hate, tell them "Silly rabbit, stop it"
See, me and Bris stars outer space like Martians
[Chorus: Ace Hood & Brisco]
Just cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
b*tches all on my di*k
And these n*ggas ain't know sh*t
Rolling on them thangs
Another one's next
Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me sh*t because
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
Cause I don't see y'all
n*gga get on my level!
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