
I KNOW Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(You get flexed on with this beam yea)
(Now call it even)
(I seent em' out there tweaking)
(Somebody grab that heater from that nigga)
(He out here playing defense and I can smell them nickels)
Where Jaz at? Tell her I need a hook
I got pots inside this trap but I ain't cooking
Fuck them crackers, five years straight, was tryna' book me
I'm out here tweaking, I'll probably shoot you just for looking
Knock, knock, but ain't nobody standing at your door
We got Glocks, but it's just ARs in here laying on the floor
I just closed the top on this, but fuck it, shit, I still want some more
She told me stop, I said I can't, she say I know, I know, I know
How I walked in
I got all this money on my mind, ain't doing no talking
They tweaking if they think that they gon' dub that, you damn straight
Plus he off of eight, I told my brother, roll some more
All these hoes keep staring me in the face, can't even smoke my dope
He got dead bodies under the house, can smell it through the floor
You making the spot hot, can't have you sitting out here, tell me what you want
You ain't get this from me, nigga, keep that low
Nigga, (Fah Fah Fah Fah) with that pole
He somewhere you don't wanna' go
I realize the world is a lie, that's no surprise(ohh)
Now look that bitch right in his eyes, after you do that to him
We was dressed down in disguise, after we slid, I was cooling
Where jaz at? Tell her I need a hook
I got pots inside this trap but I ain't cooking
Fuck them crackers, five years straight, was tryna' book me
I'm out here tweaking, I'll probably shoot you just for looking
He spilt blood on that, I seent cuz' on that
Now gon' head' just keep it real with me baby, that's something you don't do
I just wanna' Xanax, I just wanna' Xanax, I just wanna' Xanax, Baby, I don't want you
Explode up out this motherfucker gangsta, can't you see his body
Like, just show me how to work this fucking stick, and then from there I got it
I done Showed myself to this fucking bitch, now she think she can try me
And hoe I told you how I'm rolling with these sticks, you should've kept beside me
They got that nigga walking through the woods with his shirt off
Like, baby, come sit up in my lap, I'm trying to get this dirt off
I'ma just stay far away from you as possible, I don't wanna' hurt y'all
Soon as I walk out this bitch and I see some cops, it be a massacre
Where Jaz at? Tell her I need a hook
I got pots inside this trap but I ain't cooking
Fuck them crackers, five years straight, was tryna' book me
I'm out here tweaking, I'll probably shoot you just for looking
Knock, knock, but ain't nobody standing at your door
We got Glocks, but it's just ARs in here laying on the floor
I just closed the top on this, but fuck it, shit, I still want some more
She told me stop, I said I can't, she say I know, I know, I know