Let Me See It

[Hook: Quavo] Real trap niggas where the bands at Real shooter nigga where your straps at Let me see, Let me see, Let me see Let me see, Let me see, Let me see When you pull it out, gotta hold it real real low No need to let the fucking feds see [Verse 1: Quavo] You a trap nigga, where your bricks at, nigga? You a shooter, nigga where your strap, nigga? Thinkin' that I'm soft, I'll cut your hand off Read about it on the channel news nigga You think that I'm crazy, I'll pull out the pistol, won't miss ya Fuck that, nevermind that, nigga what you laughin' at? POW POW POW ain't got nothin' to laugh at 10 missed calls on my iJack They don't know where to fuckin' buy it at Got my eye on a nigga like an iPad [?] your bitch cooking up [?] You sippin' gator skin, a fanny pack You know she got a lot of grams and Know she got a lot of bandz in She bringin' back boomerang, do you get it? BOING BOING BOING, the Js annoying Shine like drop of a coin Hop on a jet just to get a P.T They don't know that is [?] doing Mistery, mistery Got you feelin' like Scooby Doo Have you ever witnessed [?] a dead man Stash in the living room (stash!) [Hook] [Verse 2: Rich The Kid] You a trap nigga, where the bricks at, nigga? Breakin' your bitch like a Kit-Kat, nigga Flippa got a choppa, better hold that down Pull on your block, and now spray with a 100 round Broke niggas do a whole lot of talking I be ridin' with a carbon That white girl just too gorgeous Pull up in a Mazi on Forgis Bitch I'm rich cause a nigga hit a jackpot Quavo got birds in the trap spot 32 bricks in the Re-Rock 100 band jewler got the block hot Nigga mad cause I made it and I'm iced out Red bad bitch with a D-Cup Fuck you bitch, I got big bucks Countin' up bandz in the Brinks Truck [Hook] [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] Ready from the street, gotta keep it Low-Key Can't let a fuck nigga tryna' peep Low-Key Can't say no we, I don't know you 'be Fuck nigga might work for the peeps Been down, laid down, nigga all about money [?] I know niggas still trappin' Know nigga been trappin Know nigga been trappin' since a baby So nigga you can get you a whole key Or nigga you can get you a OZ Put [?] like Kobe If you so 'bout it, then nigga just show me Real trap niggas still [?] [?] I know nigga, you are the one who sent it through the mail Apo, Guapo, I never tell On Hoppa Street, yeah they got fish scale I really can't tell you too much Everyday nigga tryna' make trap sales I know you seen Snow on Tha Bluff Dodging the F-E-D They shippin' and wrappin' the peas We search, we locate the lean Wrap it and ship it to me [Hook]