88GLAM - On Sight lyrics

Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight Gotta keep my hand on my grip Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight They don’t understand, got a clip I cannot throw hands, got my sip I cannot throw hands, got my clip And I’m off the lean with the Sprite (with a Sprite) But I keep the xans with a fifth Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight (pew pew) Gotta keep my hand on my grip (yeah, yeah) Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight They don’t understand, got a clip She gon’ shake her a**, she gon’ strip (yeah, yeah) I’ma put my hand on her grip (yeah, yeah) Got these rubber bands on my hip (ooh, yeah) Blowin’ all these bands and you strip I just walked to Gucci, bought that brand new bag (ooh, yeah) Put my .40 in and then removed the tags (no) No matter how much money, that boy got a past (ooh, yeah) I was pullin’ up on n***as on the first and last (no) Now Glam Boy takin’ b**hes in a peacoat Every city, different hoe to run the deepthroat That’s 550 goin’ fast, I don’t use the breaks I just bought her all this ice, case she wanna skate Servin’ up the plug like this still scrimmage, aye (ooh, yeah) Now we drippin’, turn that Cuban link to lemonade (yeah) All that stress done made a monster, so that Mary Kate Straight out the hood, we movin’ up but I buy wedding rings (ooh, yeah) Married to the streets, that sh** be in my veins (ooh, yeah) Pop that molly case the sins I did try takin’ me (Glam Boy) Saint Laurent all on my body, bodeine in my brain (bodeine brain) That sh** calmin’ down my nerves after I hit a stain Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight (pew pew) Gotta keep my hand on my grip (yeah, yeah) Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight They don’t understand, got a clip I cannot throw hands, got my sip I cannot throw hands, got my clip And I’m off the lean with the Sprite (with the sprite) But I keep the xans with a fifth Motorboat, goin’ coast to coast Rari, Rolls, gotta do the Ghost Raf freaky, you got one of those Foreign gear, I explore for my clothes Foreign car, see the moon and star Foreign wheel, crash in the ‘ville Foreign car (foreign car), who is on Mars (is on Mars) Foreign wheel (foreign), do my dash, then I dip (do my dash, then I) Hallelujah, drive the rover on Halloween Molly, booze, I got a coupe on candy cream Hallelujah, p**y wet like Scuba Steve Hallelujah, I manifested all my dreams Meet in the state, with a gate on the premises G Wagon look like a tank to my nemesis Rock in my wing, keep a thot like a drink Watched by the opp but it’s not what they think Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight (ah) Gotta keep my hand on my grip Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight (ah) They don’t understand, got a clip I cannot throw hands, got my sip I cannot throw hands, got my clip And I’m off the lean with the Sprite (with the sprite) But I keep the xans with a fifth