Know What I'm In Lyrics

You already know

You know what I'm in

I hop out that ghost

And hop in the Benz

I'm counting up dead's

I don't need new friends

In Beverly Hills

I'm a new resident

I'm a new resident

How he get money it's no evidence

I get it the racks it's no hesitance

Hit from the back in the back of the Benz

Bout to go bust on her chest

Then I'm bout to leave

Fucking that bitch grabbing her breast

She got double D

It's still not enough for me

I need more

Tiddies hanging to the floor

Put them tits in my face

Fucking that bitch til she sore

Then I'm gone hitting the door

Double cup I'm bout to pour

Don't touch that cup it's not yours

Behind that cup it is war

Okay okay

I like that

She like that

I like that she like that

Pull up with a Glock I don't fight back

I spin on your block where your guys at

They not there

Didn't see them anywhere

Thirty V one no fair

Still having fun don't care

We don't give no fucks

Buddy got jumped out his bucks

He tried to run up no luck

Walk down get stuck

Somebody help him up

Help him up

Wetting him up in the club

Set him up

That boy is a fool for the drugs

Heard he a fiend for the perks

So I'm bout to tax

Moving the beans for the work

You don't know bout that

Moving the weight way more than a gram

I'm on the interstate speeding the lamb

I just saw a cop and I said damn

No going slow I won't get jammed

I see the po so I gotta scram

They already know they know who I am

I ride with the led like I do an exam

I'm boutta hop of the jet

Fucking that bitch she be wet

All in her throat gimme neck

I really hit from the back

I'm really servin that pack

I really countin up racks

I'm really play wit the Mack's

Really stab you in the back

Really don't care bout your set

You still get hit with a Tec

These bullets gone hit they gone wreck

And then I go pour up some tech

I'm pouring the tech all the wok

I'm pouring the tech all the lean

Jus got a new tec let it talk

Jus got a new tec wit a beam