Find Out lyrics

[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n*ggas
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n*ggas
I got a full clip for the bullsh*t, tell that n*gga don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped in like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me

[Verse 1: Skeme]
YSL, been the man for a minute
All this Versace on me, the sky is the limit
I’m feeling like I’m Biggie out in Brook
Cause ain’t a n*gga hot now as real as crook
SK, send shots at your chest plate
Tell them n*ggas I ain’t moving till the check straight
n*gga like me going brazy
I could do a buck 80 right now on the F way
Pour Code' in a double cup, n*gga tryna make the f*cking hundreds double up
Head n*gga, I’m a breadwinner, and lately I could give a f*ck about a runner up
Fly ass n*gga, ain’t no need for a stylist
Extend my clip, it got a barrel with a silence
Play about mine, know my n*ggas get to wyling
We young, there be new blue hundreds by the thousand

[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n*ggas
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n*ggas
I got a full clip for the bullsh*t, tell that n*gga don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n*gga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me
[Verse 2: The Game]
In that Bugatti on the 110
You ain’t never seen nothing like it, close your eyes then
You gon’ kill me when you see me, a’ight then
I’ll be waiting right here with these dice then
Shooting with the homies, shooting n*ggas uninvited
I put you 6 feet under like you five ten
All my n*ggas Suwoopin' and that’s five five
Sipping codeine, smoking chronic, tryna skydive
n*gga hype down, you could die now
If you hit the four pound with the extendo that’s a five pound
8 pounds and 6 pounds, that’s an 8 ball
What the f*ck is you on?
Been surfing for the last ten years now

[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n*ggas
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n*ggas
I got a full clip for the bullsh*t, tell that n*gga don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n*gga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me

[Verse 3: Skeme]
Bad b*tches getting called over
I need 100 Ms ‘fore it’s all over
And tell her keep her feelings in her pocket
Cause I’m not just a crown on my walk over
Killers on my right and my left
He down to die bout this rep
Blood money, that’s all they ask
I got right now, give a f*ck bout who next
[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n*ggas
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n*ggas
I got a full clip for the bullsh*t, tell that n*gga don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n*gga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n*ggas close to me