YGOnDaBeat - See You Later lyrics

[Intro] I can't trust a soul, I ride with toolie I swear that is glued to me In case some f** n***a run up tryna do me I'ma get to f**ing shooting I got a Glock that b**h hot, time to trade it n***as really mad cuz I done made it And I get paper They can't get nathin' Cross me, b**h, see you later [Verse 1] That n***a cross me, he gone need God Ride up on 4-O-6 and heat their block But they ain't out there We don't ever see them b**h, my .45 wanna meet them But I'm rich, let me T down Cuz I'm T'd up Off reefer I still feel this flat But I just popped two Xanax This that Xanax music This that flat music This that go-and-get-your-gat music This that get-it-cracking music This for my white boys that be going hard f**ing thots like p**n stars Smoking on that dope We don't smoke that f**ing bubble gum or Girl Scout Cookies b**h I don't want no p**y, I want top Top me then I'll leave your car Go by, where the f** you came from You know what my name was, my name is Almighty And I'm hardbodied I ain't scared of nobody My gun don't fear nobody Let it blow, my gun don't hear nobody Or see nobody But it will air somebody Shoot your ear off, buddy Meet my little friend, his name is Tommy I don't snort coke, I don't do molly I don't sniff dope, I don't do nothing But smoke trees I just get high Get high till I damn die n***as hating on me, I don't know why But you know I got my .45 Tadoe got the 4-O Get him off a flat, Remy and Patron though And he at your door Causing commotion Knocking sh** over and down Blowing down your trees Blowing down your kitchen, blowing down your knees And he blowing down your feet and your top I bet to d**h he will not Where your pounds and your bucks? And your bricks? Where your b**h? So I can f** her and make her tell me sh** Why? Cuz I got that good dick She s**ing on this dick Guess what, she loving on this dick