I See You by Kap G
Album : SupaJefe
Released : 2017
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap
Label : Atlantic Recording
Yeah
(Aw yeah)
I ain’t into this playing games shit
No, for real
I ain’t gotta print no resumé
You already know what it is with me, bitch
(Kap G)
Yeah, ooh girl I see you lookin’ my way (way)
Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place)
Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed)
Ooh girl and don’t you fuck with my head
Sh-sh-shawty, swing my way
Yo, I just wanted you to come to my place
Yo, I’ma pull up in that i8
Yeah, she just want the wood like a fireplace
I ain’t tryna intervene but how you fit it in them jeans?
I don’t really need a driver, I’ma fuck you on the Benz
I’ma fuck you in so style, I’ma fuck you in Supreme
You know I won’t play around, I be ballin’ like Kareem
I be flexin’ with my team
What’s your set, nigga? Throw it up
What you represent?
2 or 3, I put it in my cup
What you sippin’ for?
OHB, you can’t fuck with one of us
Ooh girl I, ooh girl, I see you lookin’ my way (in my way)
No, for real
Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place)
Ooh, ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed)
At the crib
Ooh girl and don’t you fuck with my head
Drivin’ in that new shit (new)
Walked in the house like I love Lucy
Can’t say shit to me (to me, yeah)
Respect me like Hov girl, I got the Blueprint (yeah)
Tellin’ my bitches it’s over, yeah
I think that I’m textin’ for closure
Baby, I’m tryna get to know ya (know ya)
Why these niggas keep pushin’ up on ya?
What your set, nigga? Throw it up
What you represent?
2 or 3, I put it in my cup
What you sippin’ for?
OHB, you can’t fuck with one of us, OHB
Ooh girl I, ooh girl, I see you lookin’ my way (in my way)
No, for real
Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (oh yeah, my place)
Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed)
At the crib
Ooh girl and don’t you fuck with my head (ooh girl, now don’t ya)
Bitches know they hoes when niggas still take ’em back
I’m prolly with your bitch, she rollin’ up that pack
If I front it, I need it, gave you a brick, I need a quarter back
Told that bitch throw it back, know she gon’ make it clap
Stop fuckin’ with them lames
And he can get exchanged
Let me upgrade you
I pull up with the gang
And you know that I see you
What you with? It’s your payday
You know, you’re in your own lane, baby
Ooh girl, I see you lookin’ my way (in my way)
No, for real
Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place)
Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed)
At the crib
Ooh girl and don’t you fuck with my head (ooh girl, now don’t ya)
Kap G – SupaJefe (Album 2017)
01. CEO
02. Rings
03. MCM
04. I See You
05. Freakin ‘N’ Geekin
06. Basic
07. Ay Yi Yi
08. Motivation
09. I Heard
10. Icha Gicha
11. Hope
12. Motions
○ Listen To “Kap G” Music :
● ” Girlfriend ”
From Album: El Southside
[ Quotable ]
Baby Ion’t even know yo name
Hundred on the dash like I’m Dame
She wanna take trips to Romane
Call me David, I’m the one to blame
I can’t even do it, babe, sorry, I can’t even lie
Why you tryna fuck with me babe? You got another guy
She said, “Can I come again?” Maybe, girl, another time
Tramp stamp on her back, what is that a butterfly?
Blowin’ on the gas from the Amoco
I just hit yo girl in my Polo Pajamas tho
Gotta stay strapped like I’m Rambo tho
And she thick and she pretty (like who?) like Amber Rose
● ” Don’t Need Em ”
Featuring Young Thug
[ Quotable ]
I hate that feelin’ when I feel like I been played with
You know that feelin’ when they act like they gon take it
I know a lot of soldiers I thought weren’t gon make it
I know a lot of fake soldiers they betrayed
I ain’t no mufuckin’ cheater
I know a high-life nigga that will need em
But I don’t need em, need em, need em, need em, need em
● ” La Policia ”
[ Quotable ]
I don’t got my pistol on me quit flashing your flashlight
Where your license registration? My license registration, aye
Trying to sent me to the fucking immigration, the fucking immigration, aye
● ” Tatted Like Amigos ”
Featuring Wiz Khalifa, Kirko Bangz
[ Quotable ]
Keep a couple killers round me
And you know I keep a couple bitches around me
And you know my bitches they stay tatted like amigos
My bitches stay quiet, don’t say shit I call it B-Roll
Ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
I got Pimp C on my sleeve
H-town nigga got DJ Screw big more all on me
These tattoos on my neck they bitches leak
And I sip some much damn drink, I got that shit tatted on me