"Seen A Lot Of Things" lyrics
(feat. ksuuvi)
[xaviersobased:]
Uh, uh
I ain't even clean my room, I was smoking— yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm world class 'cause I've seen a lot of things
Young xav' MLK, hell yeah, I got a dream, yeah
Beat a nigga ass, chopper leave him in a sling
And you slid with your blick, you ain't even pop a thing
Yeah, I came through zapping shit like I'm fucking Palpatine
Yeah, came through trim, I might have to buy a drink
Put bands on his head, I'ma make your girl scream
[ksuuvi:]
Ayy, ayy, bands on his head
Hop out with the beam, fucking awesome team
She tryna fuck me, she tryna fuck the team, yeah
Rock his ass to sleep, rock his ass to sleep
I don't play soccer, I'm still rocking cleats
Yeah, I whip the pot, yeah, I'm cooking up some heat
I'm cleaning out my crib while I'm smoking on some weed
God made me fly, I just don't have the wings
Love getting fly, love to buy expensive things
Yeah, lil' shawty fine, but she can't get a wedding ring
Bitch, I'm getting paid, lil' shawty, she got cake
I love smoking za, I might turn into a strain
I love getting paid, give a fuck about the fame
Fuck about the fame, fuck about the— (Ayy)
[xaviersobased:]
Niggas just be talking, they don't know when to stop
I don't care who you is, nigga, I won't stop
Yeah, a nigga bending blocks, yeah, I got a Glock tucked (Uh)
Yeah, we'll rob you niggas, lil' nigga, pull that chop out
Bitch, I'm coming through, ayy, and your ass getting blocked, uh (Uh)
We don't fuck with you, nigga, no, you ain't gonna stop us (Uh)
[ksuuvi:]
I'm a young nigga in this bitch, young baller (Yeah)
Nigga talking crazy, then I'm coming with the shotgun (Yeah)
Cooling with the fans at the show, MadBudz pop-up
I'm a young rich nigga, so you know I had to pop off
Fast-ass whip, who the fuck gonna stop us?
Yeah, I'm gliding on the court and you ain't even put a shot up
[xaviersobased:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, she got another nigga play, bitch, you know I'm on my way
X him if he in the way, yeah, I call it sexy fade
Smoke a blunt, I feel delayed, popping pills out in the Bay
In another fucking state, barely where a nigga stay
I don't play chess or checkers, I don't fucking play (Ha, ha)
Uh, uh
I ain't even clean my room, I was smoking— yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm world class 'cause I've seen a lot of things
Young xav' MLK, hell yeah, I got a dream, yeah
Beat a nigga ass, chopper leave him in a sling
And you slid with your blick, you ain't even pop a thing
Yeah, I came through zapping shit like I'm fucking Palpatine
Yeah, came through trim, I might have to buy a drink
Put bands on his head, I'ma make your girl scream
[ksuuvi:]
Ayy, ayy, bands on his head
Hop out with the beam, fucking awesome team
She tryna fuck me, she tryna fuck the team, yeah
Rock his ass to sleep, rock his ass to sleep
I don't play soccer, I'm still rocking cleats
Yeah, I whip the pot, yeah, I'm cooking up some heat
I'm cleaning out my crib while I'm smoking on some weed
God made me fly, I just don't have the wings
Love getting fly, love to buy expensive things
Yeah, lil' shawty fine, but she can't get a wedding ring
Bitch, I'm getting paid, lil' shawty, she got cake
I love smoking za, I might turn into a strain
I love getting paid, give a fuck about the fame
Fuck about the fame, fuck about the— (Ayy)
[xaviersobased:]
Niggas just be talking, they don't know when to stop
I don't care who you is, nigga, I won't stop
Yeah, a nigga bending blocks, yeah, I got a Glock tucked (Uh)
Yeah, we'll rob you niggas, lil' nigga, pull that chop out
Bitch, I'm coming through, ayy, and your ass getting blocked, uh (Uh)
We don't fuck with you, nigga, no, you ain't gonna stop us (Uh)
[ksuuvi:]
I'm a young nigga in this bitch, young baller (Yeah)
Nigga talking crazy, then I'm coming with the shotgun (Yeah)
Cooling with the fans at the show, MadBudz pop-up
I'm a young rich nigga, so you know I had to pop off
Fast-ass whip, who the fuck gonna stop us?
Yeah, I'm gliding on the court and you ain't even put a shot up
[xaviersobased:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, she got another nigga play, bitch, you know I'm on my way
X him if he in the way, yeah, I call it sexy fade
Smoke a blunt, I feel delayed, popping pills out in the Bay
In another fucking state, barely where a nigga stay
I don't play chess or checkers, I don't fucking play (Ha, ha)
