Let Me See Something (Extended)

D-Diego Yeah, hol' on, wait (wait) Show of hands, let me see somethin' (see somethin') Which one of you bitches tryna be somethin'? (Yeah, which one of you bitches tryna?) Which one of you niggas tryna squeeze somethin'? Yeah, hol' on, wait Hands up, I'm tryna see somethin' Run it back, I want smoke, keep the heat comin' Which one of you bitches tryna see somethin'? Bump-bump-bump-bump, hold on, tell that nigga run a paycheck, huh Fuck him for his credit, run an Amex, ugh Niggas on my body, practice sex, yeah He could never take me to no Sei Less Ay, look, they not like us, huh (they not like us) Rosa Parks, tell that bitch hit the back of the bus, huh Yeah, I'm callin' they bluff Say she want smoke, turn that, turn that bitch into dust Don Juli' (yeah) finna act a foolie (uh) I ain't Jim, but I'll smack a nigga out his coofie (I'll smack a nigga out his coofie) Spike Lee, run up on me, turn him to a movie NLE Choppa on me, make 'em dance like Uzi (grrt, blaow) Yeah, hol' on, wait (wait) Show of hands, let me see somethin' (see somethin') Which one of you bitches tryna be somethin'? (Yeah, which one of you bitches tryna?) Which one of you niggas tryna squeeze somethin'? Yeah, hol' on, wait Hands up, I'm tryna see somethin' Run it back, I want smoke, keep the heat comin' Which one of you bitches tryna see somethin'? Uh, I don't need the fuckin' bass to drop to go in Big yellow New York Yankee, and butter Timbs Feelin' like a real ass nigga 'cause I'm him How you say you want smoke but you never outside? Pull up at your shows, get beat in front of guys All that internet beef gon' come with some fries I ain't doin' no talkin', but that pressure I apply Had to take it back to the old me Bitch, I'm the one, so I see why you chose me (facts) Niggas call me sis, but they really don't know me (nah) Me and Connie goin' back to back, Shaq, Kobe Spin through your block, lil' bitch, lemme see some' (uh) Got a shooter in the back and he keep one This lil' shorty in my DM want a threesome I'on't fuck with broke bitches, I'on't wanna be one (what?) When I woke up in the spot, they be upset Plus I still got it on me after coat-check They be lookin' for the promoters like, "Is she done yet?" I ain't shakin' ass to get booked just for one check Real niggas in the pen, go'n and free 'em (free 'em) Mine write me four pages like Aaliyah ('liyah) Inshallah, no pork on my fork or my pizza Just bought my hair from a bitch here on Visa I'on't do too much, hoes need to do more (do more) Can't see me,'less I was in they city on tour (on tour) Got my own bag, bitch, worry 'bout yours Damn, shorty, heard you pushin' 30 with no fours (like what?) You on dope if you think that it's smoke Not a threat, you a joke, ain't depressed, bitch, you broke (broke) Callin' out faze, girl, this ain't Betty's I'on't really have- Uh, tell that nigga run them Gs in (uh) Rich nigga, take me shoppin' every season (uh) Put me in a big body with the pink slip (uh) A lot of bitches hate my guts and he the reason (uh) Uh, fuck these hoes, I ain't feelin' 'em (I ain't feelin' 'em) Check, bitch, and let's play big bank take little one Oh, you got a bag? Nigga, gimmie some (gimmie some) I'm a boss, so I want the main man not the middle one I'm comin' however you comin' (however you comin') You never was my nigga, baby, you buggin' (baby, you buggin') I still be posted on the block with the crew, thuggin' Any of you bitches got a problem come and do somethin' (do somethin') Yo, in bad bitches we trust Hating hoes to the back of the, back of the- What? In bad bitches we trust Hating hoes to the back of the, back of the- Yeah, hol' on, wait (wait) Show of hands, let me see somethin' (see somethin') Which one of you bitches tryna be somethin'? (Yeah, which one of you bitches tryna?) Which one of you niggas tryna squeeze somethin'? Yeah, hol' on, wait Hands up, I'm tryna see somethin' Run it back, I want smoke, keep the heat comin' Which one of you bitches tryna see somethin'?