
see you later - tye beats & glockboyz teejaee lyrics
[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
(d*mn, tye, you made this b*tch too?)
come on
[verse: glockboyz teejaee]
yeah, i know you see these hundreds in my jeans (yeah)
baby, i’m from out of town, can i get some neck before i leave? (before i leave)
n*ggas tax me, it’s my turn, so i need 5k for the piece (five racks)
i get the full racks just to pull up, another ten before we leave
my young dog, he really smoke sh*t, he don’t even smoke no weed (he don’t even smoke no weed)
these n*ggas ass backwards, spendin’ all they money fast as they make it (yeah)
i’m stackin’ all my pros, i just might wake up buy a sp*ceship (vroom)
i sent your b*tch, she go back to the crib, she said she hate it (she said she hate it)
she’d rather hang with me, she know i’m ballin’ like a laker (boy)
better not pull up to the spot without no invitation (without no invitation)
we got switches with the lasers, mona bl!ck you down for nathan (n*gga)
yeah, my granny ask me why i’m tired, i been paper chasin’ (i been paper chasin’)
i just pulled up to grab that bag, i’ll see you later (i rather see you later, later)
i told boyz to lock the door, i’m in here countin’ paper (i’m in here countin’ paper)
your ho ain’t wanna f*ck on me, let’s see if tron can take it (let’s see if tron can take her)
i might f*ck around and f*ck the summer up (boy)
i might grab a bentley truck (yeah), i might stash a hundred plus (yeah)
i can play around and f*ck some money up, you know i’m up (boy)
we’ll play around and let two hundred off, you know we nuts, n*gga (n*gga)
the fully’s goin’ off, you hear them tires spinnin’ (you hear them tires spinnin’)
bro just seen a n*gga fall, we just pulled off grinnin’ (yeah)
he ran off with the bag, it ain’t take that long to get him (it ain’t take that long to get him)
i just f*cked an opp, b*tch, let me call my n*ggas (let me call my n*ggas)
we on the block posin’, feds takin’ pictures (feds takin’ pictures)
i just left from out the mall, spent 3k on denim (boy)
a thousand for my jeans, thousand for this glock
i’m the youngest, richest steppin’, move and you get shot (baow, baow)
[outro: glockboyz teejaee]
yeah, i’m the youngest, richest steppin’, move and you get shot (baow, baow, runnin’)
n*gga, spent a thousand for my jeans, thousand on my glock, boy
i might f*ck around and f*ck the summer up (the summer up)
i might grab a bentley truck (boy), i might stash a hundred plus (yeah)
i can play around and f*ck some money up, you know i’m up (n*gga)
we’ll play around and let two hundred off, you know we nuts, n*gga
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