All I Know ft. OG Redd Lyrics

J. Shep83Muzik, The Engineers,

That's all I know

That's all I know

That's all I know

That's all I know

All I know is grams and bows

All I know is halves and wholes

All I know is I be solo

Can't tell who my friends or foes

All I know is percs and fen

All I know is streets and pens

I done took too many losses. Bitch, I'm overdue for win

All I know protect the brand

That's why I buy Glocks and chips

All I know is slam on hoes

All I want is thots and bops

All I know is scrape the bowl

All I know is trap or die

All I know I dot that door

I can't forget to grab the fire

All I know

448 catch a plays after plays

You ain't tryna shop, we can't conversate

Shootin' shit just like a film

First 48 broad day, they done brought out yellow tape

Get off the cutie then fuck on the baddie

These niggas be broke in this club with no pape

First degree they say it's premeditated feel when it kick in now I'm perculating

Trap on fire these just keep coming this' Monday through Sunday, my phone stay jumpin'

Fuck out the trap, treat you like a cutthroat

Ain't gotta sack done fucked off the money

Ain't gotta tell me you with me, cause when it get real

I'ma see who gon' be with me gunnin'

Double OG got my stripes out the streets, then I ran up a check, never had a big homie

Keep it few, hoes and a bank roll on me

Talking bout it's up, I put a spankin' on him

I thought you was solid till you changed on me

You take the mat ain't get a name from me

Some days be fast, some of'em slow. I'ma get it if it's sunny or it's rainin' on me

I treat this shit like a job. The trap, that's the office

Late night, early morning

All I know is grams and bows

All I know is halves and wholes

All I know is I be solo

Can't tell who my friends or foes

All I know is percs and fen

All I know is streets and pens

I done took too many losses. Bitch, I'm overdue for win

All I know protect the brand

That's why I buy Glocks and chips

All I know is slam on hoes

All I want is thots and bops

All I know is scrape the bowl

All I know is trap or die

All I know I dot that door

I can't forget to grab the fire

All I know

is roadrunner, check chaser

I got grans for the freebaser

I don't Need no nigga around me

Seem like everyday niggas get faker

Play in traffic before you play with me

I promise that shit's safer

On demand, bitch, I came for bands

Cause all I know get paper

Made 10K up off K2 in Mississippi at core civic

From the streets to behind the wall

I'm a dog, bitch, I'ma get it

I'm the rapper that really trap

Nigga, this rap my only gimmick

You see me in all this gold, it's really me

This ain't no image

On front street, I had mid and crack

Parkway was my one stop shop on second had

Your favorite hair dresser

Making that pussy pop on East Rose

I was wild and door was swanging serving fiends

I was getting drunk with Larry and Too tall

Passing out on lean

If I ain't the definition of trap, to rap, then what it mean

Everyday I'm fresh to death

I sign myself, off slangin clean

I got real percs, fendi percs

Xan and I got beans

Thirty racks up in my pockets like a phone book in my jeans this all I know

All I know is grams and bows

All I know is halves and wholes

All I know is I be solo

Can't tell who my friends or foes

All I know is percs and fen

All I know is streets and pens

I done took too many losses. Bitch, I'm overdue for win

All I know protect the brand

That's why I buy Glocks and chips

All I know is slam on hoes

All I want is thots and bops

All I know is scrape the bowl

All I know is trap or die

All I know I dot that door

I can't forget to grab the fire

All I know