Z Munna - haven't seen Lyrics

Lil nigga you can't show me shit that I haven't seen
And don't worry bout my cup I'm sippin gasolean
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I'm goin through it with my bitch, she got me seeing red
I got some money in my pocket, put it on yo head
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
Trap spot, but you know I'm tryna push up on you
10 Spot, just hit the mall I'll give you something to do
Can't stop, won't stop, I'm on my Diddy shit
Bestfriend, I'll be yo nigga with the benefits
6 Speed, 2 seat, rims 10k
All black, gunman, that nigga two faced
2 Cups, fo poured, this ain't no cool-aid
10 Deep, act up, give him a crew fade
I just got a thing for putting my bitch up in Celine bags
I just hit the block, a nigga asking where the feens at
My freak hoe keep calling, she keep asking where the beans at
3.5 Or better, 50 piece, I really need that
Lil baby eating shroomeys, told her hit me when she settle down
I been eating perkys, nigga I should be doing better now
I be feeling safe with my .40 and my set around
Winners Only bitch yea you know I cannot letem down
Lil nigga you can't show me shit that I haven't seen
And don't worry bout my cup I'm sippin gasolean
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I'm goin through it with my bitch, she got me seeing red
I got some money in my pocket, put it on yo head
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead

Lil nigga you can't show me shit that I haven't seen
And don't worry bout my cup I'm sippin gasolean
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I'm goin through it with my bitch, she got me seeing red
I got some money in my pocket, put it on yo head
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
Trap spot, but you know I'm tryna push up on you
10 Spot, just hit the mall I'll give you something to do
Can't stop, won't stop, I'm on my Diddy shit
Bestfriend, I'll be yo nigga with the benefits
6 Speed, 2 seat, rims 10k
All black, gunman, that nigga two faced
2 Cups, fo poured, this ain't no cool-aid
10 Deep, act up, give him a crew fade
I just got a thing for putting my bitch up in Celine bags
I just hit the block, a nigga asking where the feens at
My freak hoe keep calling, she keep asking where the beans at
3.5 Or better, 50 piece, I really need that
Lil baby eating shroomeys, told her hit me when she settle down
I been eating perkys, nigga I should be doing better now
I be feeling safe with my .40 and my set around
Winners Only bitch yea you know I cannot letem down
Lil nigga you can't show me shit that I haven't seen
And don't worry bout my cup I'm sippin gasolean
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I got like 30 rounds stuffed up in my magazine
I'm goin through it with my bitch, she got me seeing red
I got some money in my pocket, put it on yo head
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead
I rather hit the trap spot and make some dough instead