see me shine - yasin lyrics
i know my b-tches can’t play me
i know my haters can’t face me
i grab the glock 19 if n-gga can’t pay me
mask on my face so the feds can’t blame me
i sell c0ke and i blaze weed
plus i heard the opposition wanna blaze me ha
stack money stack daily
tell my b-tches that i’m back baby
i’m a shopaholic i dress like a true don
we’re talking hugo boss, moncler and louis vuitton
dreams don’t come true for free
in my neighbourhood we give the kids shoes for free
if i’m broke then you might lose your piece
i break into your house if you lose my keys
i’m stacking every penny i fill my gl-ss with henny
i c-ck the semi call my haters they too many
from hasch to weed from dope to cocaine
f-ck the police we give them no names
they already know we talk nada
yasin byn aka stockholm dondada
i do my own thing f-ck a haters opinion
my life’s like google and i’m searching for a million
if i see police i’m known to bounce
i got five keys but i’ve never owned a house
screaming f-ck the feds while n-ggas talk to feds
we got arms and belts
in the trap with my n-gga arks cartel
cocaine galore, i’m not a criminal i’m a entrepreneur
the feds love my hasch
they can’t stop blazing
they came to malmö straight from copenhagen
my n-ggas smoke n-ggas for fun
i’m poster on the block caught k!llers in my gun
ah yeah i’m on the run, rinkeby for life
they know where i’m from
i told the lil b-tch, i’m bigger than you think
i love to bust my gun everytime i drink
i’m always pushing food i got the seven sixty-two
when they see me coming through
they scared like scooby-doo
and i don’t give a f-ck about no label
i’m attached to my plugs than a cable
i’m trapped till i’m stable i’m in the studio for a minute then it’s back to the paper
back to sansiro top cl-ss cashmere fifty thousand for a kilo
only making bangers but i’m always in the streets
i only go to studio when i’m ducking the police, free my n-ggas in the pen
i do this for my n-ggas in the ends, they know my n-ggas don’t pretend
if i’m in the club you can find me by the bar
in front the club 50 grams coca in my car
they know i got the best 10 grams a test
65 nothing less, still they won’t let me rest
dress to impress, always brand new
armani jeans from the top down to my shoes
free frankie he can’t see the sun
ghetto superstars my team is on
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