I Don't See 'Em - DJ Khaled, Birdman, Ace Hood

If I stand next to ice, then I’m camouflaged

If I stand next to lights, then I’m camouflaged

My future’s so bright, that all I see is stars

My shades on in the club, I don’t see you broads

I don’t see you broads, I don’t see you broads

I don’t see you broads, I don’t see you broads

My future’s so bright, that all I see is stars

My shades on in the club, I don’t see you broads

minded, winter coat claiming.

Cold

Fucking up your sinus, bitches might choke

I’m giving them the hymn lick, I’m a pimp

In my own fucking rhyming, you my side bitch

Two chainz to figures each

I light the plane with Lucille: B.B. King

You don’t fuck with us, we don’t really fuck with y’all

We in the ocean playing bubble cause

Pocket full of money bitch, and my crew eating

Got a nigga shining like a brand new nickel

Plain and pistol, this’s my last shot

Black shades, gold chain, and a Versace scarf

Swear you haters couldn’t see me if I glowed in the dark

What it be like nigga?

What it look like ho?

Still shining a nigga,

two chains looking like it’s lightning doe

No love for you bustas, keep on steady stuntin'

Mo' bottles of Rosé, yeah you know who run it Thousand dollar shades on, all gold frames

Mister Fuck-your-bitch-and-leave-her, that’s my code name

I’m blowing money in this bitch, I think I’m Birdman

Trapping ain’t dead,

Bad bitches, whole lotta ass

Make you famous in this bitch soon as the camera flash

In the kitchen and we cooking up that raw hog

Dry when shining, I’m a movie star

Open up the bank bitch, bring em large

Flip em and we bust em, then we ship em off

Perpetrating’ll get your head bust

A hundred million, 'll get you dope flush

A new Bentley, you get a ho rush

Big money shit, we popping cause we came up Hella choppers, on them new thangs

Big yachts, brand new wings

Them hoes yapping, cause they know the frame

Cardinal, Take Care is on my pinky ring