Ion know Lyrics

Yeah, we finna set it off in this motherfucker

I'm finna put you bitch-ass niggas in the trash can

Who with me? I don't know

Who love me? I don't know

Who trust me? I don't know

Who got me? I don't know

Stackin' dough, yeah, for sure

I don't move, I don't know

I don't move, uh

Look, and I'm just thinkin

If I don't blow, then I might just quit it

Like, why the fuck do some shit if I ain't get no attention

I'd rather ripe up all my life, cause only God's with me

That's why I'm finna take off, yeah, to roll the wrenches

Nigga, don't wanna see you eat, but always in your business

Tryna plot on a nigga, why gon' I keep the pistol

Ride around bumpin' in Millstone

I'm loaded, I'm official, ain't tryna do no features

Bitch nigga, I don't feel him

Come try, bitch, I'm a flash

I'm stampin', I'm a blast

Don't need none of you hoes, cause really up that road

I'm silent, never told

Who ridin'? Let me know

If I die before I blow, remember I'm the goat

My cuss might try to get me

Felt movin' kinda different

Nigga mad that I'm tickin

They hatin', they bitchin

We all can fuckin' win

But you just want my image

But you can't be like me

I be the fuckin' sickest

All the L's I done took

I need a daily push

I really got a story

My life a fuckin' book

All the L's I done took

I need a daily push

I really got a story

Ha, ha

But fuck all that, I'm real, I was chained

I ain't scared of nothin

You bitches think you can stop me

Don't run from me, I'm comin

I pull up one deep in the city

Me and this Glock be thuggin

Niggas love to watch I be

Patchin' pockets, you bummin

Always on nigga deep

What you need, just some money

I do whatever to get that bread

Never played with my money

Walkin' through sets, pockets fat

They lookin' at the youngin

Bitches wanna grab and go

Bitch, I look like a dummy

Fresh out of school, gettin' that bag

Wish I could go to London

Tryna take a trip overseas

So I could get that money

There's somethin' about the bag

I gotta keep it comin

There's somethin' about the bag

I gotta keep it comin

Ain't playin' around with you niggas

You try bitch, then I'm thumpin

There's nothin' but somethin

Fuck it, I feel it comin

Just know that I ain't rushin

I love the fuckin' hunnid

Just know that I ain't rushin

I love the fuckin' hunnid

Bitch

Ooh, I'm on top in this bitch

Fuck, man

Nigga ain't fuckin' with me, man

That all in, just drop, man, go get that

Yeah, know what the fuck it is, nigga