On Sight

Yeezy season approaching

Fuck whatever y'all been hearing

Fuck what-, fuck whatever y'all been wearing

A monster about to come alive again

Soon as I pull up and park the Benz

We get this bitch shaking like Parkinsons

Take my number and lock it in

Indian hair, no moccasins

It's too many hoes in this house of sin

Real nigga back in the house again

Black Timbs all on your couch again

Black dick all in your spouse again

And I know she like chocolate men

She got more niggas off than Cochran, huh?

On sight, on sight

How much do I not give a fuck?

Let me show you right now 'fore you give it up

How much do I not give a fuck?

Let me show you right now 'fore you give it up

He'll give us what we need

It may not be what we want

Baby girl tryna get a nut

And her girl tryna give it up

Chopped 'em both down

Don't judge 'em, Joe Brown

One last announcement

No sports bra, let's keep it bouncing

Everybody wanna live at the top of the mountain

Took her to the 'Bleau, she tried to sip the fountain

That when David Grutman kicked her out

But I got her back in and put my dick in her mouth

On sight, on sight

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Right now, I need right now

Right now, I need, I need, right now

Right now, I need, I need, right now