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See? Now, Look! (feat. Lil Doomut) Video (MV)




Performed By: Finatic
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: BA SOL, Isa Bey, Abdullah Bey




Finatic - See? Now, Look! (feat. Lil Doomut) Lyrics
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(Grrahh)
(This shit a push to start like)
(Mmm-mm-uh, rrahh)
(Mmm-mm-uh, gang)
(He tryna mmm-mm-uh, bow)
(You'll get cooked tomorrow, bow)
(Mmm-mm-uh, on bro)
Gang
Gang
Gang
Swing thru my block, shit get swished cheese, I walk down wit the blue beam
Got hit for the tax free, Smokin' ole boy, he hit, where you at? come match me
All out that backseat, bend that corner, reach for his hip he a goner
Shits burn like sauna, sweat on his body, so how he deal with corona?
Ain't takin' no pics, these really be flashes, I see a opp I'm spazzin'
Ain't givin' no passes, he dissin' on du, we turned lil bro white ashes
It's f*ck that casket, shit got tragic, callin' his bluff like what happened?
These nikkas be tuff
See? now, look, ya manz turned runtz
See? now, look, ya manz got punched
See? now look, he ran wit his gun but on to the next
He got hit wit a tech, no foul and it's only one ref'
And that's me, I call shots, I spin blocks
7.62s gon' knock off his top but step-by-step
I could tell you how he got stretched
He went live ain't have no respect
Speakin' on bro and he talk out his neck
I told lil bro, "just don't get left"
So next day, I'm in his hood
He better hope everything go good
Run up on me, I wish a nikka would
Try to rob me, get Shotgun Suge but long story short
He got left on the porch
I told you I ain't have no remorse
G-nineteen got kick like a horse
Now back to the traps, movin them bricks
Bussin' them sells, i'm livin' off licks (Lil Doomut, Lil Doomut)
Can't come to the hood, you ain't coppin' no nick (Lil Doomut, Lil Doomut)
I'm tappin' his body, don't run don't trip
Hol' on
F*ck the cops
This shit in my coat i'm totin' not a prop
You think it's a game then you'll get dropped
I'll start shootin', we on blacktop (Blacktoppy)
No unknown nigga comin' in my circle
You wanna be around, you gotta get a burkle
Polo Assassin, white t-shirt you (Like what, on my mother)
Ya manz got wacked all in the turf too (Like what?, on bro)
Ain't talkin' patties, bullets'll flip you
Headshot, that shit'll split you (Rrahh)
I got that bitch on my hip tryna kiss you
The beam attached, it still won't miss you (Miss you)
I do not know you, so why should I diss you?
What the f*ck, like lil bro who is you? (Who is you?)
Her underwears, what i'm tryna get into
Told her my name, it was just that simple (Simple)
See? now, look, i'm f*ckin' yo bitch
Oh, my manz in a spliff?
Ohighh, bet, you gon' get hit
Under control, i'ma back out the stick (Like suck my dick, like suck my dick)
She love suckin' dick, do it till it bend
Now she throwin' subs, niggas on the bench
Spray up the block, that shit'll get drenched
Bitch I got the tool on me, f*ck a wrench
Grrahh, Grrahh
Bitch, f*ck the cops (On bro)
Spin off tryna aim at his top (Rrahh-rrahh)
Split up his face, his chin gettin' chopped (Damnn)
I keep a strap, jock
And no, this shit not a prop (On bro, goddamnn)
Just like tetris, we break down a block (Goddamnn)
I'll give you a handful, you better stop (The f*ck?)
On bro
She look bad when she eatin' the dick up
I'm in her throat, hiccup (Hiccup)
Damn, put the bitch out, kick her (On bro)
She keep callin', I ain't tryna pick up (Nah)
You in that water, better not slip up
Put on some gloves when you pick a grip up
Runnin' ya mouth, thats how you get hit up
Bitch (Rrahh, rrahh)
Wait, hol' on
I'm f*ckin' this bitch with my coat on (Coat on)
Want me to perform? not a show on
I'm throwin these bullets- (Go long)
Lil bro get erased like he wrote on
Flippin' the switch, i'ma turn the remote on (Remote on)
He posted up on that block, i'ma scroll him
I'm tryna paint his wig for trollin'
Gang, Bitch
(Like what?, like what?)
(Bitch tryna choke on a big dick, like)
(I'ma back out a big stick, like)
(Ripstick)
(If he in the field, get hit with a hit stick)
(Like, damnn)
(Don't f*ck with the skateboards, like get hit off a ripstick)
(I'm tryna let it up off the rip bitch)
(Bullets flamin' hot, i'm tryna chip shit)
(Mmm-mm, like up off the rip bitch)
(Up off the hip bitch, i'm tryna hit shit)
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(Grrahh)
(This shit a push to start like)
(Mmm-mm-uh, rrahh)
(Mmm-mm-uh, gang)
(He tryna mmm-mm-uh, bow)
(You'll get cooked tomorrow, bow)
(Mmm-mm-uh, on bro)
Gang
Gang
Gang
Swing thru my block, shit get swished cheese, I walk down wit the blue beam
Got hit for the tax free, Smokin' ole boy, he hit, where you at? come match me
All out that backseat, bend that corner, reach for his hip he a goner
Shits burn like sauna, sweat on his body, so how he deal with corona?
Ain't takin' no pics, these really be flashes, I see a opp I'm spazzin'
Ain't givin' no passes, he dissin' on du, we turned lil bro white ashes
It's f*ck that casket, shit got tragic, callin' his bluff like what happened?
These nikkas be tuff
See? now, look, ya manz turned runtz
See? now, look, ya manz got punched
See? now look, he ran wit his gun but on to the next
He got hit wit a tech, no foul and it's only one ref'
And that's me, I call shots, I spin blocks
7.62s gon' knock off his top but step-by-step
I could tell you how he got stretched
He went live ain't have no respect
Speakin' on bro and he talk out his neck
I told lil bro, "just don't get left"
So next day, I'm in his hood
He better hope everything go good
Run up on me, I wish a nikka would
Try to rob me, get Shotgun Suge but long story short
He got left on the porch
I told you I ain't have no remorse
G-nineteen got kick like a horse
Now back to the traps, movin them bricks
Bussin' them sells, i'm livin' off licks (Lil Doomut, Lil Doomut)
Can't come to the hood, you ain't coppin' no nick (Lil Doomut, Lil Doomut)
I'm tappin' his body, don't run don't trip
Hol' on
F*ck the cops
This shit in my coat i'm totin' not a prop
You think it's a game then you'll get dropped
I'll start shootin', we on blacktop (Blacktoppy)
No unknown nigga comin' in my circle
You wanna be around, you gotta get a burkle
Polo Assassin, white t-shirt you (Like what, on my mother)
Ya manz got wacked all in the turf too (Like what?, on bro)
Ain't talkin' patties, bullets'll flip you
Headshot, that shit'll split you (Rrahh)
I got that bitch on my hip tryna kiss you
The beam attached, it still won't miss you (Miss you)
I do not know you, so why should I diss you?
What the f*ck, like lil bro who is you? (Who is you?)
Her underwears, what i'm tryna get into
Told her my name, it was just that simple (Simple)
See? now, look, i'm f*ckin' yo bitch
Oh, my manz in a spliff?
Ohighh, bet, you gon' get hit
Under control, i'ma back out the stick (Like suck my dick, like suck my dick)
She love suckin' dick, do it till it bend
Now she throwin' subs, niggas on the bench
Spray up the block, that shit'll get drenched
Bitch I got the tool on me, f*ck a wrench
Grrahh, Grrahh
Bitch, f*ck the cops (On bro)
Spin off tryna aim at his top (Rrahh-rrahh)
Split up his face, his chin gettin' chopped (Damnn)
I keep a strap, jock
And no, this shit not a prop (On bro, goddamnn)
Just like tetris, we break down a block (Goddamnn)
I'll give you a handful, you better stop (The f*ck?)
On bro
She look bad when she eatin' the dick up
I'm in her throat, hiccup (Hiccup)
Damn, put the bitch out, kick her (On bro)
She keep callin', I ain't tryna pick up (Nah)
You in that water, better not slip up
Put on some gloves when you pick a grip up
Runnin' ya mouth, thats how you get hit up
Bitch (Rrahh, rrahh)
Wait, hol' on
I'm f*ckin' this bitch with my coat on (Coat on)
Want me to perform? not a show on
I'm throwin these bullets- (Go long)
Lil bro get erased like he wrote on
Flippin' the switch, i'ma turn the remote on (Remote on)
He posted up on that block, i'ma scroll him
I'm tryna paint his wig for trollin'
Gang, Bitch
(Like what?, like what?)
(Bitch tryna choke on a big dick, like)
(I'ma back out a big stick, like)
(Ripstick)
(If he in the field, get hit with a hit stick)
(Like, damnn)
(Don't f*ck with the skateboards, like get hit off a ripstick)
(I'm tryna let it up off the rip bitch)
(Bullets flamin' hot, i'm tryna chip shit)
(Mmm-mm, like up off the rip bitch)
(Up off the hip bitch, i'm tryna hit shit)
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Writer: BA SOL, Isa Bey, Abdullah Bey
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