IYKYK Lyrics

Hey, yeah, you bout to watch a nigga get it off the floor

If you know, you know

Trained to go

Nigga, you gon' run up with your waitin for?

Man these niggaz actin' like they want that smoke until they start to choke

They lyin, actin' like they got the source, but then they really don't

Yeah my mother raised a trash, talkin' thoroughbred, I ain't scared

I'm bangin' blue, but if you fuck with me, then all I see is red

These niggaz never look me in my eyes, but always wanna stare

Bitch, I'm in traffic with no air

Speed on the shoulder, fuck the feds

Bitch, I got big arms like I'm Popeye, yeah

I'm just takin' my time

My phone jumpin' like a hotline

I'm finna take your bitch to rock climb

We goin' campin' in that RV mansion, learnin' TikTok dances

I be romancin' niggaz bitches fancy

I'm so handy-dandy

Niggaz candy

Say they steppin, but they Bambi

Bitch eat a dick and take a Plan-B

This nigga really drive a Camry

I know these niggaz cannot stand me

A couple niggaz tried to scam me

These niggaz never did no damage

Bitch, if you skinny, eat a sandwich

Yeah, bitch, I'm lit like candle, and yeah, my bitch just hit on Fan Duel

Bitch, I don't know, but you's a random, and I'ma hit three hoes like Santa

These niggaz can't sit at my panel, you know I really changed the channel

This nigga hotter than some corduroys and flannel in Orlando, in a bando

Yeah

I only got 20 minutes for this hoe

I got too many of them

Bitch, you pickin

Eenie, Miney, Moe!

She spazzin on that ring cam

Baby beatin' down my door

These bitches crazy

Waitin

And I don't wanna talk

Bitch don't make me call them people

Get a stay away order

She say I'm messy

I call it boredom

These new bitches don't impress me

Mmm

Who gon' check me

Mm

Fuck a bestie

You don't gotta accept me

I ain't gotta keep it on my waist, bitch, I say my grace

Bitch, I'm eatin' and you niggaz ain't even had a taste

How these bitches tryna beef with me, and I'm out the way

Yeah, these niggaz thinkin' that it's sweet

Till I activate

Smile in my face, yeah

Talk behind my back, yeah

All these niggaz fake, you should see how niggaz act, yeah

Lil' bitch, I be drippin' out the spigot out the tap, yeah

I know you see me chillin, but my niggaz finna zap, yeah

Got your bitch takin' hits at the border

I ain't gotta touch it no more, baby, take the order

Yeah

She gon' cut it, bag it, serve it like I taught her

Yeah

Baby know don't mention me if she get caught up