What u see is what u get E

Bandz. Let the bandz play. I know you heard about me, what you see Is what you get. I'm a Memphis nigga, so I gotta keep a Ten. She got turnt on, panties came off when She got in the Benz. All of my real niggas family, Franklin and Jackson My friends. If I say I'm with you, I'm with you all the way to the end. For real, though. Big Boo, I miss you, wish I could relive that night again. For real, though. We in the club geeked on The lean, you rollin' hard on ecstasy. The last time I kicked it with my dog And man, that shit been stressin' me. Damn. Is that you up there? Keep tellin' God, keep blessin' me. Gotta be you. M's on M's but I keep That FN right next to me. Ayy. I come from shit, that's why I ball On 'em so heavily. For real, though. Stack it, flip it, stack it Again, that's my recipe. Uh. We made the rules then broke the rules, We do what we want, lil' nigga. Ayy. These diamonds just keep gettin' bigger. Oof. Ice cold like the winter. Oof. Her name? No, I don't remember. Nah. I see a big bag of money when I look in the mirror. Mirror. Baby, what you see is what you get. I'm a street nigga but I'm rich. Rich, rich, rich, yeah. Nigga, what you see is what you get. We in the Maybach truck ridin' with them sticks. Sticks, sticks, sticks. Baby, what you see is what you get. Yeah. just put a house on my wrist. Wrist. Uh, nigga, what you see is what you Get. I done fucked around and hit a lick. Lick, lick, lick, Ayy. The fuck? Whoa. I know you heard about me, Nigga, go and ask your bitch. Yeah, I got money callin', got these niggas callin' Quits. Yeah, I just smashed on what's-her-name and Scratched her off my list. Uh, and I just bought another Lamb' and parked It on my wrist. I hop out sippin' Wock' And Tris, yellow diamonds when I piss. I know you never ever ever seen a youngin Fresh like this. I'm 'bout my cheddar, mozzarella, Never catch me in the mix. I put that metal on whoever, nigga, I never go for shit. Yeah, I told you I was six playin' with Sticks. Yeah, Nine with that Aston to this day, Won't go for shit. Yeah, I got money on My mind and on my line, I gotta get. Yeah, I'm addicted to the money, I'm a junkie, I'm just tryna hit another lick. Baby, what you see is what you get. Baby. I'm a street nigga but I'm rich. Rich, rich, rich, rich. Yeah. Nigga, what you see is what you get. We in the Maybach truck ridin' with them sticks. Sticks, sticks, sticks. Baby, what you see is what you get. I just put a house on my wrist. Wrist, wrist. Uh, nigga, what you see is what you get. I done fucked around and hit a lick. Lick, lick, Whoa.