You See It

[Intro]

Uh-huh

It's tight, the word

Yeah, you see

(20Rocket on this beat, so it's gon' knock)

[Chorus]

You see this motherfuckin' ice on my wrist, bitch (All this ice)

You see these diamonds always motherfuckin' glisten (Always Glisten)

You see that bad bitch, she always ridin' with me (Alway' with me)

You see that gun, man, that shit stick with me (Stick with me)

It's 30-Round and it's motherfuckin' stickin' (And stickin')

I hope you all bad, nigga, no, you can't get it (No, you can't get it)

I count this money with no motherfuckin' feelings (With no feelings)

I put a nigga on a—, pfff, go get it (Yeah)

[Verse]

Drop it off in the hood and they run it up (Run it up)

Bank it back, never profits, so I'm turnin' up (So i'm turnin' up)

I ain't never fallin' off, 'cause I'm two up (Two up)

And your bitch wanna hang, 'cause she see what's up (What's up?)

Now my gang 'round here, let me throw it up (Throw it up)

Put this shit in her face, she gon' suck me up (4L)

Just for thе 'cause, nigga, and you broke as fuck (Damn)

Guess why your hoе don't wanna fuck with you (Damn)

[Bridge]

You see a baller (Pff)

I'm a baller (I'm a baller)

Not a staller (Not a staller)

They not hear her phone her, you know that I'ma call her (I'ma call her)

If I don't call her, you know she horny for the Slime

She gon' ball me (Straight up)

[Chorus]

You see this motherfuckin' ice on my wrist, bitch (All this ice)

You see these diamonds always motherfuckin' glisten (Always Glisten)

You see that bad bitch, she always ridin' with me (Alway' with me)

You see that gun, man, that shit stick with me (Stick with me)

It's 30-Round and it's motherfuckin' stickin' (And stickin')

I hope you all bad, nigga, no, you can't get it (No, you can't get it)

I count this money with no motherfuckin' feelings (With no feelings)

I put a nigga on a—, pfff, go get it

[Verse]

This money got the nigga gassed up to bust ya'

And it's out of country with this sticky bitch, straight Russia

Bullets gon' to touch ya'

Broke-ass opp, need to hush ya', yeah-yeah (Yeah)

Nigga, get your weight up

SlimeBall been havin' paper

And I came a long way from bustin' them K's, get K's up

Ammunition, we been up

All our guns, hold my 30-Round, nigga know it's plus

And that plate on the street, nigga, know they get ate up

Yeah, just like the flavor, I'ma smoke it like vapor

And you know I count it different colors, all type of paper

Every day I make haters, more money, I make more haters

All them niggas steady stallin', man, I cannot never wait up

Yeah (Phew), now I got my weight up (Phew)

Yeah, runnin' through this paper

Yeah, stylin' friends, I'm SlimeBall, could never see a hater

Only thing I see is paper

[Chorus]

You see this motherfuckin' ice on my wrist, bitch (All this ice)

You see these diamonds always motherfuckin' glisten (Always Glisten)

You see that bad bitch, she always ridin' with me (Alway' with me)

You see that gun, man, that shit stick with me (Stick with me)

It's 30-Round and it's motherfuckin' stickin' (And stickin')

I hope you all bad, nigga, no, you can't get it (No, you can't get it)

I count this money with no motherfuckin' feelings (With no feelings)

I put a nigga on a—, pfff, go get it