JOHNCENA

Yeah
Yeah, you cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
(Nah nah)
You cannot see me
I'm high up out the way
I'm fucking on this bitch
After I'mma need my space
I'm smoking on this dank
She shake it, it's okay
I don't chase that bag
It's automatic in my last name
It's automatic
I get that bag in
She cannot stay,
She being dramatic
I'm high up like an addict
This might be traumatic
I can feel the static
My vibe you can't have it
You can't have it
This way to graphic
I roll my weed
I don't smoke backwoods
When she with me it get pornographic
You can't see me them hoes think it's magic
They think it's magic,
They want me to show them the way
I roll my weed, she pop it it's okay
I feel like Kobe when I step back and I fade
You can't see me when I am smoking it's too hazy
Yeah, you cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
Have to see to believe
She know what I need
Yeah she know I need my weed
My weed make me invincible
Smoke make me invisible
Baby is so mixable
She suck me like a tentacle
I don't think she's fixable so
Naturally I let her go
I don't owe you little bitch
No, we is not no syllable
Alright
Yes I like smoke, we get high
Oh my
Wax it make me float
Like the tide, she slide
Over let me hit it from the side
After you know she cannot find me
Yeah, you cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me
You cannot see me no
You cannot see me