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See you later! Video (MV)




Performed By: Sinserely
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Jyssahn Nance




Sinserely - See you later! Lyrics
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(Gelato)
(Hu- yea Gelato)
(Ahh, grrrr)
(Im sin)
Gen 5 pop out shoot
Pop out take his loot
I told that bitch I'm true
Why would I cap on you
Bitch I can't cap on you, I'm geeked up bitch that's true
I'm geeked up bitch you know that
Why would I play with you?
Bitch I'm not tryna play, I rock out shit I shoot with ray-uh
And that bitch got a roaster
I told that bitch "I'm not your player"
I left and stacked my bread up
That bitch gone she somewhere laid up
I might just see you later, if I'm up don't be no hater
SRT red key, pop out shoot, I shifted the gear
I told that bitch that I can't stay right here, been hurt for years
But I'm go stack my bread up
That bitch know she a hater
I left and got my pape up, told that bitch I'll see you later
Big ass Tahoe
Why that bitch tryna f*ck she a damn hoe
And that bitch tryna jump on my tight rope
She I love you, that's typo
She a bad bitch with a deep throat
I can't love her she a damn hoe
I'm a rich nigga I got money flow
Let another nigga let your belly grow
Ion want no kids, im a young nigga I got hella sense
I got pape on me ion carry cent
I got Glock on me put a hole in him, not a f*cking dent
I got five on me not a BB gun, send that nigga up to the f*cking sun
I got five on me not a BB gun, send that nigga up to the f*cking sun
Real ass villain don't need no help
Took them drugs I f*cked my health up
That fat ass bitch want help I told that bitch "go do some sit ups"
That boy had told me "pull up" on his block my Glock do push ups
Spin his block when it get late I made his whole block wake up
Oh yea, hold you like I can't hold you I'm insane
F*cked up inside of my brain
I take these drugs can't feel my pain
Put that mask on like I'm Bane
I spin his block, then snatch his brain
Yea I know we bleed the same
But best believe I'm not the same
As you bitch, you fake as f*ck, as you like bitch I'm real
I been geeked up high as f*ck I swear that I can't chill
Overdose can't take these pills
Take these drugs so I can't feel
Everyday you tryna kill, but you won't score inside my field
Gen 5 pop out shoot
Pop out take his loot
I told that bitch I'm true
Why would I cap on you
Bitch I can't cap on you, I'm geeked up bitch that's true
I'm geeked up bitch you know that
Why would I play with you?
Sin
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English

(Gelato)
(Hu- yea Gelato)
(Ahh, grrrr)
(Im sin)
Gen 5 pop out shoot
Pop out take his loot
I told that bitch I'm true
Why would I cap on you
Bitch I can't cap on you, I'm geeked up bitch that's true
I'm geeked up bitch you know that
Why would I play with you?
Bitch I'm not tryna play, I rock out shit I shoot with ray-uh
And that bitch got a roaster
I told that bitch "I'm not your player"
I left and stacked my bread up
That bitch gone she somewhere laid up
I might just see you later, if I'm up don't be no hater
SRT red key, pop out shoot, I shifted the gear
I told that bitch that I can't stay right here, been hurt for years
But I'm go stack my bread up
That bitch know she a hater
I left and got my pape up, told that bitch I'll see you later
Big ass Tahoe
Why that bitch tryna f*ck she a damn hoe
And that bitch tryna jump on my tight rope
She I love you, that's typo
She a bad bitch with a deep throat
I can't love her she a damn hoe
I'm a rich nigga I got money flow
Let another nigga let your belly grow
Ion want no kids, im a young nigga I got hella sense
I got pape on me ion carry cent
I got Glock on me put a hole in him, not a f*cking dent
I got five on me not a BB gun, send that nigga up to the f*cking sun
I got five on me not a BB gun, send that nigga up to the f*cking sun
Real ass villain don't need no help
Took them drugs I f*cked my health up
That fat ass bitch want help I told that bitch "go do some sit ups"
That boy had told me "pull up" on his block my Glock do push ups
Spin his block when it get late I made his whole block wake up
Oh yea, hold you like I can't hold you I'm insane
F*cked up inside of my brain
I take these drugs can't feel my pain
Put that mask on like I'm Bane
I spin his block, then snatch his brain
Yea I know we bleed the same
But best believe I'm not the same
As you bitch, you fake as f*ck, as you like bitch I'm real
I been geeked up high as f*ck I swear that I can't chill
Overdose can't take these pills
Take these drugs so I can't feel
Everyday you tryna kill, but you won't score inside my field
Gen 5 pop out shoot
Pop out take his loot
I told that bitch I'm true
Why would I cap on you
Bitch I can't cap on you, I'm geeked up bitch that's true
I'm geeked up bitch you know that
Why would I play with you?
Sin
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Writer: Jyssahn Nance
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