On Sight Lyrics by 88GLAM
[Intro – Derek Wise]
Yeah
[Hook/Chorus – 88Camino & Derek Wise]
Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight
Gotta keep my hand on my grip
Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand, got a clip
I cannot throw hands, got my sip “ooh”
I cannot throw hands, got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite “with a Sprite”
But I keep the xans with a fifth
Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight “pew pew”
Gotta keep my hand on my grip “yeah, yeah”
Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand, got a clip
[Bridge – 88Camino]
She gon’ shake her a-s, she gon’ strip “yeah, yeah”
I’ma put my hand on her grip “yeah, yeah”
Got these rubber bands on my hip “ooh, yeah”
Blowing all these bands and you strip
[Verse 1 – Derek Wise]
I just walked to Gucci, bought that brand new bag “ooh, yeah”
Put my .40 in and then removed the tags “no”
No matter how much money, that boy got a past “ooh, yeah”
I was pulling up on n—-s on the first and last “no”
Now Glam Boy taking b—–s in a peacoat
Every city, different hoe to run the deepthroat
That’s 550 going fast, I don’t use the breaks
I just bought her all this ice, case she wanna skate
Serving up the plug like this still scrimmage, aye “ooh, yeah”
Now we dripping, turn that Cuban link to lemonade “yeah”
All that stress done made a monster, so that Mary Kate
Straight out the hood, we moving up but I buy wedding rings “ooh, yeah”
Married to the streets, that s–t be in my veins “ooh, yeah”
Pop that molly case the sins I did try taking me “Glam Boy”
Saint Laurent all on my body, bodeine in my brain “bodeine brain”
That s–t calming down my nerves after I hit a stain
[Hook/Chorus – 88Camino & Derek Wise]
Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight “pew pew”
Gotta keep my hand on my grip “yeah, yeah”
Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand, got a clip
I cannot throw hands, got my sip “ooh”
I cannot throw hands, got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite “with the sprite”
But I keep the xans with a fifth
[Verse 2 – 88Camino]
Motorboat, going coast to coast
Rari, Rolls, gotta do the Ghost
Raf, Ricky, you got “what are those?”
Foreign gear, I explore for my clothes
Foreign car, see the moon and star
Foreign wheel, crash in the ‘ville
Foreign car “foreign car”, who is on Mars “is on Mars”
Foreign wheel “foreign”, do my dash, then I dip “do my dash, then I”
Hallelujah, drive the rover on Halloween
Molly, booze, I got a coupe on candy cream
Hallelujah, p—y wet I’ll Scuba Steve
Hallelujah, I manifested all my dreams
Meet in the state, with a gate on the premises
G Wagon look like a tank to my nemesis
Rock in my wing, keep a thot like a drink
Watched by the opp but it’s not what they think
[Hook/Chorus – 88Camino & Derek Wise]
Next time we meet, yeah, it’s on sight “ah”
Gotta keep my hand on my grip
Next time we see, ain’t no hand fight “ah”
They don’t understand, got a clip
I cannot throw hands, got my sip “ooh”
I cannot throw hands, got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite “with the sprite”
But I keep the xans with a fifth
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