Know You THAT ft. Yola G Way Lyrics

You just know you bad

You don't need no validation cause you know you that

Broke hoes talking about a boss, you tell them hold your bags

Louis, Gucci, and Chanel, they can't hold you back

They can't hold you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

They fucked up and you bossed up and now they want you back

But they can't get you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

Girl, let go of your past

Come get a thug, girl, fuck your ex

Fuck your ex

Fuck them

Cause she ain't really love him

I done seen you sad for a minute

Saying cause I wanna settle down, get a bag for a minute

You can ride me

Yeah, you gone feel it in your knees

Holler when you peak

Ain't going outside for a nigga, I'ma show you how them other niggas creep

Baby, I'm a G

And I don't do flicks like a bitch

Do splits on the dick, put my lips on your lips

When I see a drift from your hips

I'ma pull the dick out, take sips from the clit

Cause I'm a freak with it

If it's really up to me, I'd sleep in it

Cause I'm a freak with it

If it's really up to me, I'd sleep in it

You just know you bad

You don't need no validation cause you know you that

Broke hoes talking about a boss, you tell them hold your bags

Louis, Gucci, and Chanel, they can't hold you back

They can't hold you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

They fucked up and you bossed up and now they want you back

But they can't get you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

Girl, let go of your past

Come get a thug, girl, fuck your ex

Fuck your ex

Girl, fuck your ex

That nigga try to hold you back

Gone ahead, gotta get with a nigga like me

You leave, now he want you back

And I'm the type to keep it real, we can get a whole bag, Then fuck where the oceans at

Boss shit, nigga won't do a thang

I can throw the whole gang just to blow his shit back, uh

Let's skip to the part where I'm deep enough touching your heart, Got you squirming but Damn it feel good

You screaming Domi, I tell you be quiet

No holding you back cause you love how I do it

Tasting your fluids, I've been the man

You spin on the dick like a ceiling fan

Girl fuck all them bitches, I know they mad

They just see your glow up and know you bad

You just know you bad

You don't need no validation cause you know you that

Broke hoes talking about a boss, you tell them hold your bags

Louis, Gucci, and Chanel, they can't hold you back

They can't hold you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

They fucked up and you bossed up and now they want you back

But they can't get you back

Ooh, you know you know you that

Girl, let go of your past

Come get the thug, girl, fuck your ex

Fuck your ex