Video Sight de Agbeatsbitch 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Agbeatsbitch - Sight Lyrics

[Intro]
I'mma wet his block, bruh
I'mma wet his block, bruh (EXCLUSIVE)
I'mma wet his bitch
Numbers on my wrist, yuh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
I'm not with this actin', bruh
Corpse in the rug like [?]
AG

[Verse 1]
I don't fuck with college
Only green, bitch
With the beam, bitch
For my team, bitch
Pop another perc
Then I lean over
Pull up in a rover
Skirt off in the rover
Posted with the mac
Yeah, I fuckin' [?]
Posted with the strap
I make it cause havoc
Pull up to the scene
Things can get tragic
Bitch, I'm sellin' magic
Bitch, I'm sellin' dope
I might up the pack
I might up the blow
All you bitches [?], you ain't bout that life
Talkin' out thеy neck, ho, I got the pipe
Why you askin' all thеse questions? I [?] on sight
Now my diamonds bright
And I'm movin' white
Gotta keep it tight
Servin' drugs to you
Bitches know it's late at night
Lil' drug dealer
Gotta up the price
Dirty with the sprite
Mouth covered in ice
Pistol to my side
And I'm always fuckin' loaded, ho
None of you pussies gonna motherfuckin' blow it, ho, ayy
Down the sight
Bitch, I'm smokin' [?], uh
All these bitches bogus, uh
All these bitches thots, uh
Drop the fuckin' top, uh
Clean him with the mop, uh
[Verse 2]
I'mma wet his block, bruh
I'mma wet his block, bruh
I'mma wet his bitch
Numbers on my wrist, yuh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
I'm not with this actin', bruh
Corpse in the rug like [?]
Said he movin' work, all I know is action
All you pussies lame and he stay cappin'
Death on his head, I'mma make it happen
Round of applause, say he wanna clap
Fuck that bitch once, had her run it back
Run up in the [?] like I'm playin' [?]
Said he got a price, dead or alive
Choppa gotta steer straight with the [?]
Pull up with them [?]
Pistol to my side
And I'm always fuckin' loaded, ho
None of you pussies gonna motherfuckin' blow it, ho, ayy
Down the sight
Bitch, I'm smokin' [?], uh
All these bitches bogus, uh
All these bitches thots, uh
Drop the fuckin' top, uh
Clean him with the mop, uh
[Verse 3]
I'mma wet his block, bruh
I'mma wet his block, bruh
(EXCLUSIVE)
I'mma wet his bitch
Numbers on my wrist, yuh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
And I'm never lackin', bruh
I'm not with this actin', bruh
Corpse in the rug like [?]
Said he movin' work, all I know is action
All you pussies lame and he stay cappin'
Death on his head, I'mma make it happen
Round of applause, say he wanna clap
Fuck that bitch once, had her run it back
Run up in the [?] like I'm playin' [?]
Said he got a price, dead or alive
Choppa gotta steer straight with the [?]