Know Wassup (You Know) Lyrics

Still stepping' on shit

Lil nigga flexin' on shit, pull a Fn on shit

Baby, I ain't stressin' on shit, countin' blessings on shit

Stomp down, I've been pressin' on shit

Still steppin' on shit

Lil nigga flexin' on shit, pull a Fn on shit

Baby, I ain't stressin' on shit, countin' blessings on shit

Stomp down, I've been pressin' on shit

Big checks comin' in, gotta count up

Any nigga got a problem, we can mount up

There's some niggas on go, that's about us

We can give a demonstration if you doubt us

So baby, don't doubt us

I'm chillin' with my Rollie on

I'ma run it all up til' the homies on

I'ma do it real big for the homies gone

I ain't playin', better check my portfolio

We them niggas that ain't playin' out here

Niggas in the back, make it loud, make it clear

Say it at the top like, yeah, yeah

Type of shit that even make a hater wanna cheer

Life with no fear, that's the motto on the other side

Quit playin', I ain't nothin' like them other guys

Pay attention, nigga, this a word from the wise

If a nigga play with me, I'ma let it fly

You ain't gotta wonder why

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know what's up

You know

Still stepping' on shit

Lil nigga flexin' on shit, pull a Fn on shit

Baby, I ain't stressin' on shit, countin' blessings on shit

Stomp down, I've been pressin' on shit

Still steppin' on shit

Lil nigga flexin' on shit, pull a Fn on shit

Baby, I ain't stressin' on shit, countin' blessings on shit

Stomp down, I've been pressin' on shit

It's all gravy on the east side baby

Running through these hoes need a east side lady

I been really missing on the east side lately

Get in and get out cause the east side shady

Keys to the safety

Cause a nigga seen too much

Pipe down nigga seen your bluff

Know dem streets is tough

Who you callin' when them beams is up

Seen too many nigga streams get crushed

But we made it out

Life aint shit to play about

Hope my niggas in the cage get out

You niggas brag too much all this street and that gangster shit

We don't tell we don't rave about see niggas paid them routed

The real ones let it be and your bitch in the bed with me

Giving head for free

But my head on a swivel, dog, if a nigga want to test a G

Don't mess with me cause

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know wassup

You know

Still steppin on shit

Little nigga flexing on shit pull a Fn on shit

Baby I aint stressing on shit, counting the bless on shit

Stomp down I been pressing on shit

Still stepping on shit

Little nigga flexing on shit pull a Fn on shit

Baby I aint stressing on shit, count blessings on shit

Stomp down I been pressing on shit

Bitch

Still stepping on shit

Little nigga flexing on shit pull a Fn on shit

Baby I ain't stressing on shit, counting blessings on shit

Stomp down I been pressing on shit

Still stepping on shit

Little nigga flexing on shit pull a Fn on shit

Baby I aint stressing on shit, count blessings on shit

Stomp down I been pressing on shit

Bitch