I Know They Know

Lyrics

[Chorus] I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know, I know, I know they know I know I know, I know, I know they know I know I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston [Verse 1] I know these niggas know, I give two fucks I strap up and pull up; FN on me don't fuck with ducks Don't get your feathers plucked We got 'low lows', High performance reefer- Drop off and pull up I know they heard, I pour a six in liters; I stay stoned and stuck 'Cocaine cowboy', break down bricks of ether Wrist game double up Double up, on cocaine white Ferraris; I know they know wassup I spent your re-up, 4-5 quesadillas on a Bentley truck Nigga, try your luck- My main 'mama mia' gon' come shoot you up I got my eyes open, I'm watchin' you suckers I know that you all suspicious I know that you all are snitches You know that you niggas can get it I know, that you know, that I'm fuckin' your bitch Usin' her kitchen, to cook up the brick The pyrex bowl, I got the gift for that shit Watchin' it bubble, while breakin' my wrist [Chorus] I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know, I know, I know they know I know I know, I know, I know they know I know I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston [Verse 2] I know these niggas know- My traphouse slammin'; pounds to a gram'y Keep it on me; serve 'em with the cannon; shit get very scary Sippin' on codeine; the way I'm leanin', stuff crust 'OG Berry' Bitch say, I'ma 'addict'; pull up in that Ghost, Ferrari faster Bitch got go-go Gadget; all gold, Audemar Pi-guet Drop a hundred bands on the baguettes Shot in yo' face, if you ask for a 'bigarette' 6-0 crip, nigga, Rolls, sendin' that Don't fuck with you niggas, I'm shootin' the shooter My whip brain--, done lost all my memory That gangster shit, you know I'm 'bout When i'm bendin' it, hop out; ain't leave no witnesses Yo' plug ain't lowered the ticket yet? You still don't know where to go get it at? Still ain't found your bitch? She havin' group sex Turned that bitch onto the boot sack She got suspicious; told me, "where it's at?" Wrapped it up and mail--, mailed it back Touchdown, at 12 o' clock, to be exact Walk in the post office like, "where it's at"? Longway! [Chorus] I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know, I know, I know they know I know I know, I know, I know they know I know I know these niggas know- They try, they ass gon' come up missin' I know these niggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston