Wes Nelson – See Nobody

See Nobody – Wes Nelson Lyrics Letra:
Intro: Wes Nelson
Yeah
Yeah
Yo
(Ayo Beatz)

Pre-Chorus: Wes Nelson
Can’t catch man (Skrrt)
Cuttin’ through the ends like I’m Batman, yeah
It’s a wrap, fam
Forty on the wrist, then I dash, fam, yeah
Now the money in the bank, man (Skrrt)
They don’t wanna know like I’m Santan, ayy
On the way to the cash, fam
I don’t need an addy, fuck a sat nav, ayy

Chorus: Wes Nelson
Foot down, I don’t see nobody
In my own lane with the top down (Skrrt)
No worries, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)
In my own lane, it’s a shut down
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)

Verse 1: Wes Nelson
Da-da-da-da-da, Batman
Never saw it comin’ now I’m lookin’ at a stack, man
They don’t wanna listen, but they know they’re tryna at man
Pull up in the ride and be like, “Who’s that man, that man?”
Batman
Eatin’ up the cheques, got me movin’ like I’m Pac-Man
Tryna level up, but now they wanna cap man
Na-na-na-na-na

Bridge: Wes Nelson
Now, found myself, found my peace (Skrrt)
Find me chillin’ in the West Indies
Sold as well, go discreet (Skrrt)
I’m investin’ in my energy
Now I’m tryna elevate
But they tryna stop the wave
So I’ma be somewhere far away
A place where nothing’s in my way

Pre-Chorus: Wes Nelson
Can’t catch man (Skrrt)
Cuttin’ through the ends like I’m Batman, yeah
It’s a wrap, fam
Forty on the wrist, then I dash, fam, yeah
Now the money in the bank, man (Skrrt)
They don’t wanna know like I’m Santan, ayy
On the way to the cash, fam
I don’t need an addy, fuck a sat nav, ayy

Chorus: Wes Nelson
Foot down, I don’t see nobody
In my own lane with the top down (Skrrt)
No worries, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)
In my own lane, it’s a shut down
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)

Verse 2: Hardy Caprio
Yo, income disposable (Uh)
Hit my line, I’m sociable (Brrt)
Bend her back, she’s foldable
Heart on my Dior top, emotional (Come on)
Ex ting, she ain’t grown at all
Side ting, left her scarred, Voldemort, uh (Skrrt)
Where’s that girl with bowlin’ balls? (Where?)
No Snap, no Insta, you know the rules (Rude girl)
They didn’t wanna see me flex (They’re mad)
Hopped out of the GTS (Skrrt, skrrt)
First car that I had was a E-class (No cap)
And the diamonds VVS (Mad ting)
Donny came in on a sad ting
Fed him to the tigers
Yeah, we went and done him like Baskin, yeah

Pre-Chorus: Wes Nelson
Can’t catch man (Skrrt)
Cuttin’ through the ends like I’m Batman, yeah
It’s a wrap, fam
Forty on the wrist, then I dash, fam, yeah
Now the money in the bank, man (Skrrt)
They don’t wanna know like I’m Santan, ayy
On the way to the cash, fam
I don’t need an addy, fuck a sat nav, ayy

Chorus: Wes Nelson
Foot down, I don’t see nobody
In my own lane with the top down (Skrrt)
No worries, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)
In my own lane, it’s a shut down
I don’t see nobody (Skrrt)

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