Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song See Through, artist - CHIP. Date of issue: 28.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
See Through |
| Yayayaya, woah |
| Jiggy |
| Yayaya, yo |
| Berry pon dis |
| Chippy and Kida, ya ya, oh ya ya |
| Chippy and Kida, ya ya, ayy |
| Jiggy boyz, uh-huh |
| I’mma keep it G wit you (I'mma keep it G) |
| You’re a fake friend, I can’t deal wit you (uh-huh) |
| I can’t even chill wit you |
| All eyes, I can see through you |
| 'Nuff yute movin' like a snake (Snake) |
| I can see it in your face (Face) |
| I can see the jugg that’s waste |
| I don’t want you in my space, yea |
| Ya, On the mission, God got him |
| Niggas only hit you when they wan' somethin' |
| Bitches never hit you when you aren’t poppin' |
| So bitches never hit you cah you aren’t poppin' |
| Show me your colours, I believe you |
| You think you’re opaque but you’re see through |
| And less is more when it comes to people |
| So if I cut you off I didn’t need you |
| Undertakers and Kanes, turn into Cane and Ables |
| Eyes closed, I can spot the Judas at the table |
| So mek a man try bite the hand that feeds |
| Take wah I bring to the table when I leave |
| Big man ting, them cyan’t tek mi fi a yute |
| Tek weh myself, before yuh tek mi fi a fool |
| I ain’t colour blind to the red eyes on my jewels |
| Man a starboy so mi mek starboy moves |
| I’mma keep it G wit you (I'mma keep it G) |
| You’re a fake friend I can’t deal wit you (uh-huh) |
| I can’t even chill wit you |
| All eyes, I can see through you |
| 'Nuff yute movin' like a snake (Snake) |
| I can see it in your face (Face) |
| I can see the jugg that’s waste (Mhm) |
| I don’t want you in my space, yea |
| A wah di raas, a wah di bumba |
| Left the fucka dem pon the old numba |
| If he’s on my mind when I touch the pad |
| Ain’t no dance when I find the clap |
| Jealousy they comin' for me oh it’s not a ting |
| Shakin' niggas off like my show that fiya fling |
| Like why they switchin' sides on Chippy bruh |
| He a six, or a nine, niggas iffy uh |
| Unnu 'llow mi wit the drama |
| I’d rather be under a palm tree in Palma |
| Dem gyal nuh want you, they want ballers |
| From Ghana, but what’s banana in the Bahamas |
| Big man ting, them cyan’t tek mi fi a yute |
| Tek weh myself, before yuh tek mi fi a fool |
| I ain’t colour blind to the red eyes on my jewels |
| Man a starboy so mi mek, ya |
| Fake, jiggaz on my road (My road) |
| Didn’t wanna see the boy blow (Blow) |
| Didn’t wanna see the boy go (Go) |
| Didn’t wanna see the boy grow (Grow) |
| Now we, gettin' to the dough (The dough) |
| Jiggaz they be ringin' my phone |
| Gyalies never leave the boy alone (Mh-mh) |
| You know, how the story goes |
| I’mma keep it G wit you (I'mma keep it G) |
| You are fake friend I can’t deal wit you (uh-huh) |
| I can’t even chill wit you |
| All eyes, I can see through you |
| 'Nuff yute movin' like a snake (Snake) |
| I can see it in your face (Face) |
| I can see the jugg that’s waste |
| I don’t want you in my space, yea |
| Chippy and Kida, ya ya, oh ya ya |
| Chippy and Kida, ya ya, ayy |