What do you see

You saw that squid games nigga That shit is low key lit Yea yea Masked up I don't play squid games Answer when that money ring Panther is the same color of the paint Prancer in front of the slay Ransom if you ever want to see that face again Run the streets so hard I need to tuck my laces in All I contemplate is wins Manifestation of a bag Manipulation before the money grab I studied the dollar I learned the game from Mr. Crabs Counting dirty money I hope it don't infect the scabs I wreck the wrath Unleash the brass Destroy the aftermath Real life psyhco path I'm Michael bad I might go off Break your windows You Microsoft Any beat is a hallocaust Step to that money like in Jewish born Get in my lane I lay on the horn The ones will blow will cause you harm I guess I'm armed to the teeth If a nigga swing the pearly is what he gonna see Look into my eyes and tell what it is you see What do you see? A mother fucking G I get that money I spend them hunnids By the dozen I walk on my knuckles I use shovels I flex the muscle I never struggle Turn a nigga straight into a puzzle If you box you we can tussle Hit you one time watch your knees buckle Have em laying there like a whole train struck him Deadly with a riffle if shoot a nigga you can't duck em Can't stand a nigga that packs a gat and he don't buss them Can't tell you how many bullets I've put through a barrel Or how many hours I've spent looking through a scope Taking niggas hope nigga Fighting off the ropes nigga Yea it's all she wrote I rope a dope she love the stroke I love to poke She love the folk I love to joke She love the man I love these bands You better understand I ain't got no time be out here playing Look into my eyes and tell what it is you see What do you see? A mother fucking G