Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna rock right now, I want all my loot on time
I got some calls, f*ck these bitches on my cock
Check my wrist now, always got that shit on plat'
Three hundred to the floor, I know all them niggas gon' die
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
I want all my loot on time
Seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's poppin' is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's popping is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Have you seen them?
Tappin' bass on the bumpers
Have you seen him?
Yeah (Whoa, Kenny)
Yeah, f*ck it though
Should I give them hoes a warning
Never gave me, just don't hit me in the morning
My heart got chunks missing
My heart pump venom in the tub
Can you dig it? Then, I'll front, keep rolling
Mr. L, call Uncle Old-School
Living outside, if he up it, let 'em die, keep rolling
Numb to it, unless you bring a gun to it
Double tap, how dare you try to run through it?
Double was the vultures swarming over us
Aiming at my noggin', just don't point me to the coppas, we stole it
Seamlessly I figured the components
Remember right before these troubles
Must be ready for the moment, I know it
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Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna rock right now, I want all my loot on time
I got some calls, f*ck these bitches on my cock
Check my wrist now, always got that shit on plat'
Three hundred to the floor, I know all them niggas gon' die
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
I want all my loot on time
Seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's poppin' is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's popping is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Have you seen them?
Tappin' bass on the bumpers
Have you seen him?
Yeah (Whoa, Kenny)
Yeah, f*ck it though
Should I give them hoes a warning
Never gave me, just don't hit me in the morning
My heart got chunks missing
My heart pump venom in the tub
Can you dig it? Then, I'll front, keep rolling
Mr. L, call Uncle Old-School
Living outside, if he up it, let 'em die, keep rolling
Numb to it, unless you bring a gun to it
Double tap, how dare you try to run through it?
Double was the vultures swarming over us
Aiming at my noggin', just don't point me to the coppas, we stole it
Seamlessly I figured the components
Remember right before these troubles
Must be ready for the moment, I know it
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him? (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna rock right now, I want all my loot on time
I got some calls, f*ck these bitches on my cock
Check my wrist now, always got that shit on plat'
Three hundred to the floor, I know all them niggas gon' die
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
I want all my loot on time
Seen him?
Tappin' bass on them bumpers
Have you seen him?
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's poppin' is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this bitch, though
I might chop the top off with the killer kiss, bitch, know
I know when it's popping is wherever this bitch go
Please don't write my bitches up, I got a lil' bitch, though
I might make it heaven with the rim of this
Smoking heavy as I can, I hope I'm higher than self
I'm rollin' with that bitch in case I'm dyin' tomorrow
I know these niggas tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my locs
But would they play the numbers f*ckin' round with theyself?
So stop, I just give my blunt and f*ckin' round with their rum
I know these niggas tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah
Have you seen them?
Tappin' bass on the bumpers
Have you seen him?
Yeah (Whoa, Kenny)
Yeah, f*ck it though
Should I give them hoes a warning
Never gave me, just don't hit me in the morning
My heart got chunks missing
My heart pump venom in the tub
Can you dig it? Then, I'll front, keep rolling
Mr. L, call Uncle Old-School
Living outside, if he up it, let 'em die, keep rolling
Numb to it, unless you bring a gun to it
Double tap, how dare you try to run through it?
Double was the vultures swarming over us
Aiming at my noggin', just don't point me to the coppas, we stole it
Seamlessly I figured the components
Remember right before these troubles
Must be ready for the moment, I know it
Writer: Isaiah McClain
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.