Let em know ft. Ibe_eric Lyrics

Yo, this another one

Fuck like I'm DJ Khaled, nigga, this another one

Fuck like I'm DJ Khaled, nigga, this another one

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, baby, I be what you doin

Shit, I'm lettin' these niggas know

You know I turn up on the mic

You know I gotta let it show

Bitch, I'm a self-made niggaz

All these hoes, they want me more

Shit, I look the nigga way

Jump up in it, slow your roll

Once I fuck, I off the smiley

You know I be gotta go

And I'm addicted to money

I can't go out it when I'm broke

So let a nigga try his luck

I bet they call to make him know

All over town, I move a cane

If you ain't gainin', you can't hang

Look, look, if you ain't gainin', you can't hang

Comin' wrong, trippin', nigga

I'ma bust your fuckin' brain

I'm Mr. Molly with the X's

In the club, I go insane

Bitch, don't call me fuckin' Aaron

I be be my fuckin' name

Bitch, I'm trappin' boys to show

Get a man, I let him go

Bitch, you try to snake me, nigga

I'ma cut your fuckin' throat

Bad bitch, she on my dick

But I don't even wanna throw

Because I'm chasin' these fuckin' M's

Bitch, you know this is for show

And I'm not friendly with these niggaz

I let fate shit, get your bane

If I can't trust you, that's your ass

'Cause I'ma bust your fuckin' brain

In this Glocka, where I go

You know he sneakin' like a cane

And I'm loaded as a bitch

I let them strip club, made it rain

And I be talkin' fuckin' shit

You and your feelings, what the fuck

Speedin' down the airline

And that purple got me stuck

You know them cars, they're behind me

Got them youngins, man, it's tough

Get off your top if you want to

I bet we lift your ass up

Just for thinkin' with your dick

Now you're out your curled up

Bein' tender for them hoes

You want some fame

Well, there you go, man

What's the problem with these niggaz in Beyond

Man, I don't know

Hit the gas and hit the floor

I bet they caught him, make him know

I'm around town with that gas

Who want the weed

I got the smoke

And tell them bitches

Free men and C on the way

So let me go

Drop that all in on they ass

I still ain't let me through the door

It's all good, cause I'm a bloke

But you ain't my nigga with my flow

Tell them bitches, fuck with us

And tell them bitches, pick they side

I be movin' like a ghost

Man, I caught him by surprise

All that postin' on the ground

Man, y'all niggaz should be tired

Niggaz postin' like they got it

Man, I swear, I be that pride

For the cutter and the mask

And some gloves is all I need

I was hittin' it from the back

Had your bitch sayin'

Please, I ain't have to trick the hoe

I ain't have to spit no cheese

I be givin' these hoes game

Yeah, this shit is what it seems

I'm in that rec world

So taller than I'm born

I'm feelin' four

Do some shit up on my mind

I gotta let a nigga know

Watch, I turn and sit her up

And everybody's screamin' at four

And I'm the younger

Doin' the shit

You got a problem

Let me know

Whip a nigga ass

And have him wanna kill me

Devo

And I'm chillin' in the party

With this hoe and she on go

Know she wanna put it on me

I can tell that she a hoe

Get her loose up off the body

He in the gym, whatever you want

Yeah, yeah, fuck it up

Heh heh

Silk bean