Ace Hood - Can't See Yall lyrics

[Intro - Ace Hood] Ace Hood, homie Gutta Gutta Ace Hood Brisco, let's go [Chorus - Ace Hood & Brisco] [Ace Hood] Because I got my cash on check My swag on check b**hes all on my dick And these n***as ain't know sh** Rolling on them thangs Another one's next Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me sh** because [Brisco] Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all n***a get on my level! [Verse 1 - Ace Hood & Brisco] [Ace Hood] A to the C to the E to the H double O D b**h I'm raised up in the streets Keep it G-U-T-T-A For my n***as serving yay Moving weight and serving packages that pack it in the crate We don't count that cash every duffle gets weighed Big money I'm paid, b**h I'm feeling myself You can tell I'm getting money Louis Vuitton belt And I wish a n***a would make a move himself [Brisco] See I get money It's coming out my a** And I don't f** with hoes if they ain't about cash Opa Locka goon, four Chevys and a dirtbike I open up my trap But took it back on the first night Catch me in a Porsche Or maybe on the porch And we don't get jailed because we don't go to court Yeah, n***a stunting Your homeboy fronting Talking that sh** but He ain't about nothing [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Ace Hood & Brisco] [Brisco] I'm looking for a hood rat, call her Stacy She cuss real bad, and she steal from Macy*s I want her so bad, please someone pace me Try and say a hater will soon come hate me Bocce boy, bocce boy, these chopps hit is bocce boy Bag his a** up E-Cla**, keep the party going Yes sir, I'm certified 3-0 Till I die, tell them n***as come and see po' [Ace Hood] And I'ma come see him blast like an airbag Make his body bounce, bounce, twenty five shell count p**y n***a listen you don't listen you get hit with fifty missiles Leave you living with the dead, understand that? I got some b**hes and n***as that wanna bandwag I double up with the j**els and let my pants sag A hundred stacks in the bag, now where the cash at? Yes, I'm blind so you haters like a cataract [Chorus] [Ace Hood & Brisco - Verse 3] [Brisco] What it do, what it is See I don't talk to police and I don't play with kids I'm home gutter, gangster, projects I know the block hot, but I'ma open up regardless [Ace Hood] Yeah, and damn right that coupe going topless Vacant on the I, we do a 105 Me and Bris about cash we let it blow in the skies Not let's blow money, never had more money [Brisco] Now I'm the sh**, believe that (Whoa!) I know I got paper I just want a little more I know you b**hes talking, so just talk a little more Because baby I'm me, and y'all n***as hoes Let's go [Ace Hood] And I'm gone, my n***a you know I got them See, I am just a product, receiving all profit See n***as want to hate, tell them "Silly rabbit, stop it" See, me and Bris stars outer space like Martians [Chorus]