Chinx - What You See lyrics

[Intro: DJ Scream] Ayoo Salute to the Streets We do this for the mother f**ing streets Ayoo Chinx, A pleasure my n***a Salute to you for blessing, the streets n***a The Traps Some music for some real n***as Its that CR4(Cocaine Riot 4) This sh** right here forever This sh** legendary And The DJ Scream said that n***a! [Hook:] When you staring at a barrel of a nine millimeter What you see? Twenty pointers in the chain How these n***as acting like they don't see? When you staring in the eyes of a young drug dealer What you see? (Tell Me what you see) From the projects to the television, n***a that's something you could see n***a talking tunnel vision (green light) n***a had a better vision d**h threats on a n***a life, well then, we gon' see n***a talking tunnel vision n***a had a better vision d**h threats on a n***a life, well then, we gon' see [Bridge: ASAP Ferg] Coke Boy, A$AP Never hit yah b**h without a Latex Run up on me Dead p**y n***a, know I stay strapped n***as know me Talking bout the bread, n***a take that (what) Youngest, O.G Real Trap n***a never fake that [Verse 1: Chinx Drugz] f** a n***a talkin' we don't play that Aye Ferg tell em' how my money Asap Them n***as play it like a 8 track Choppin' work up on the plate Yeah I scrape that Hate to see a young n***a do it Stacking up the money like I'm Jewish Use to move the work up in the buick Now n***as spending money like I grew it Boy Pull up in the mint two seater n***a don't front look b**h you see it Roll up to the front all the hoes want in f** a n***a b**h, kick her out, Who need her? Got the party jumping when the record hit the needle Fans going crazy like I came with the Beetles Young n***a only hit the p**y if it's legal The bread make the ends I'll be coming through the speaker [Hook] [Bridge: ASAP Ferg] Fergy, Chinxy You gon have to put this sh** on repeat Coke Bwoy, A$AP b**h get kinky in the Maybach (S-Sq-Sq-Squaad) Alright Harlem, All my n***as that bout it I be Trap Lord and sh** gone get lit when I finish recording God Damn I am awesome [Verse 2: ASAP Ferg] Put you in the creek like Dawson You blink I hit em with Harlem You speak it, you sleep in the coffin Yo momma I'm calling I'm giving out late abortions You know I'm not lying I k** em, my flow is extortion No feature, I'm muting your talkin (talkin), talking [?] back to New York and [?] pa**ed me the torch and He told me little n***a you scorching You spit like a goblin Never stop, keep the ball rolling I'm keeping it rolling That's why my pockets is swollen And my momma eyes is so swollen Ma please wipe yo eyes I'm busy hugging, consoling We hardly can talk on the phone Because I'm on the rise I'm busy getting that dough and So I can get her a new home and Yeah she'll be surprised [Hook]