On Sight Lyrics

On Sight Lyrics

[Chorus: 88Camino]
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
But I keep the xans with a fifth

[Verse 1]
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
She gon shake her ass, she gon’ strip (yeah, yeah)
I’ma put my hand on her grip (yeah, yeah)
Got these rubber hands on my hip (oh ya, yeah, yeah)
Throwin’ all these bands and you strip

[Verse 2: Derek Wise]
I just went to Gucci bought that [?] bag (oh ya)
Put my .40 and [?] (no)
No matter how much money that boy gotta past (oh ya)
I was pullin’ up on niggas on the first and last (no)
Now glam boy takin’ b**ches [?]
Every city different order [?]
That’s 450 goin’ fast, I don’t use to breaks
I just bought her all this ice in case she wanna skate
Swervin’ off [?] (oh yeah)
Now we drippin’ [?] cuban link [?] my neck (yeah)
All that stress done made a monster so that [?]
[?] we movin’ [?]
Married to the streets that sh*t be in my veins (oh yeah)
[?] that molly in case [?]
Saint Laurent all on my body, bodeine in my brain
That sh*t calmin’ down my nerves after I hit a stain

[Chorus: 88Camino]
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
But I keep the xans with a fifth

[Verse 3: 88Camino]
Motorboat, goin’ coast to coast
Rari, Rolls gotta do the ghost
[?] freaky, you got one of those
Foreign gear, I [?] for my clothes
Foreign car, see the morning star
Foreign wheel, crash in the ville
Foreign car, who is on Mars
Foreign wheel do my dash then I dip
Hallelujah the drove [?] on Halloween
Molly, booze I got a coupe on candy cream
Hallelujah pussy wet like Scuba Steve
Hallelujah I manifested all my dreams
[?] gate on the premises
G Wagon look like a tank to my nemesis
[?]
Watched by the opp but it’s not what they think

[Chorus: 88Camino]
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
But I keep the xans with a fifth