IYKYK ft. N8 Ball & Rondo Luciano Lyrics

Oh, here we are, class. Take a look at these

Mom's. Oh, mom's

Oh, girl, that's me

It took me 60 seconds just to make a 50 ball

I can't work no nine-to-five cause I'm a lower door

Told my niggas to protect the bag, I got all y'all

Can't handle snakes around us, that's how we all down

I used to ball hard till they told me pass the rock

Now I got shit to lose and plus I'm standing at the top

You police ass niggas cover holes like a cop

That's why I don't fuck with y'all type of niggas

Bitch, I'm from the block. I made it out that situation

Thank God, amen. I came a long way from ducking

Then I'm raving. These niggas fake as fuck

Always trying to take care of you

D-sucking niggas, get the fuck on you fake fans

Even in my sleep, you boys have more luck than me

Pay here and get the product from up the street

I bring back 101s if it's up to me

Cashing out at drugs, I am not bringing back the jeans

Fire by the rehab, bring back the fence

No red, no purple, I sell to girls

If I can't wire, I'll just chase, I'ma sell to me

If you ain't got a buyer for the purse, you can sell to me

I'm a business man

If you don't see a nigga around me, I don't wash my hands

That type of bad guy I drop, gotta watch your mans

And I got it all from one-800, this is not a scam

I'm trying to make bands, fuck friends if you ain't my mans

My dawg kicked the road and got caught with Lindsey Lohan

14 years old on the block with the dope man

Then I got a trap and your nigga was the dope man

I'm trying to see that pussy in person, fuck a close friend

Going out for 30 because I pop through 10s

Don't come to me, man to man. I'm alive for her

You the type, if she a hoe, you a god for her

She still gon' fuck me when you dead

At first I ain't believe it, but I'm fucked up in the head

Tryna help your mans re-up, you need 200 like cred

See my way into some pussy, baby, do my dress

And if you do, baby, can I sit between your legs

Only fuck with her because she got good pussy and head

I hit her once and this bitch still on my head

And I don't talk to cops, nigga, I don't fuck with feds

I ain't dropped in a minute, but they still gon' give me cred