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Can't See Nobody (feat. YGBaby) Video (MV)




Performed By: Jacko
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Dorian Lee, Jackson Gray




Jacko - Can't See Nobody (feat. YGBaby) Lyrics
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Eyes glassed over like ion see nobody
Got my windows tinted so I can't see nobody
Runnin' round town with my mind on my-
Last night blasted and I woke up feeling magic
Why lil' shorty trippin' it's not hard to be yourself
Callin' over shorty cause she still got my belt
Bitch I'm f*cked up in the crib sippin' Hennessy
Blood f*cked up, mudded up like Promethazine
I can't ever care bout someone who not with me
Bitches get to talkin' like they don't got they own living
Know I get to ballin' if I stop y'know I pivot
Know I'm never lackin' if I said it I done did it yea
Yea, all these niggas hate this ain' new to me
Cookin' in the booth you can feel the heat
Lookin' at your bitch she for the whole team
Yea flex on a nigga do it every week
Bitches think they got it this ain' new to me
Talkin' to your shorty this ain' new to me
Bands in my pants bout a hund' degrees
Rappers think they got it they just faltering
Aye, said she wanna f*ck do it every week
She f*ck with a nigga cause I got the cheese
Aye, if you wanna hate then I up the heat
Yea, countin' all this money yea I count the green
Eyes glassed over like ion see nobody
Got my windows tinted so I can't see nobody
Runnin' round town with my mind on my-
Last night blasted and I woke up feeling magic
Why lil' shorty trippin' it's not hard to be yourself
Callin' over shorty cause she still got my belt
Bitch I'm f*cked up in the crib sipping Hennessy
Blood f*cked up, mudded up like Promethazine
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Eyes glassed over like ion see nobody
Got my windows tinted so I can't see nobody
Runnin' round town with my mind on my-
Last night blasted and I woke up feeling magic
Why lil' shorty trippin' it's not hard to be yourself
Callin' over shorty cause she still got my belt
Bitch I'm f*cked up in the crib sippin' Hennessy
Blood f*cked up, mudded up like Promethazine
I can't ever care bout someone who not with me
Bitches get to talkin' like they don't got they own living
Know I get to ballin' if I stop y'know I pivot
Know I'm never lackin' if I said it I done did it yea
Yea, all these niggas hate this ain' new to me
Cookin' in the booth you can feel the heat
Lookin' at your bitch she for the whole team
Yea flex on a nigga do it every week
Bitches think they got it this ain' new to me
Talkin' to your shorty this ain' new to me
Bands in my pants bout a hund' degrees
Rappers think they got it they just faltering
Aye, said she wanna f*ck do it every week
She f*ck with a nigga cause I got the cheese
Aye, if you wanna hate then I up the heat
Yea, countin' all this money yea I count the green
Eyes glassed over like ion see nobody
Got my windows tinted so I can't see nobody
Runnin' round town with my mind on my-
Last night blasted and I woke up feeling magic
Why lil' shorty trippin' it's not hard to be yourself
Callin' over shorty cause she still got my belt
Bitch I'm f*cked up in the crib sipping Hennessy
Blood f*cked up, mudded up like Promethazine
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Writer: Dorian Lee, Jackson Gray
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