She Know It

Lyrics

[Chorus: Peewee Longway] Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands! You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man! Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban! You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man! I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it [Verse 1: Peewee Longway] I am the wrong type nigga, she know it ("Why!?") I'm flippin them 'bricks', with 'SkippaFlippa', she know it A young nigga with a bad temper, I trap in Versace Young Christopher; Damn, look at my A'wristohpher Tell it... My niggas gon' get at ya' All in with choppas, with Longway John Dillenger I am the Chief of the Seminole's Wrappin' and shippin' and workin' the digital I am your next door distributor Lil' bitch, I been out here, thumbin' through Benjamin's Oooo, I can make it get ridiculous, for you Watch me drop the ticket; top! Frank Lucas, give away chickens I told her shout, when he comin' up missin' Young nigga, givin' them orders Jumped off the porch, you front my bitch- She get 'em 'cross the border I'm not the nigga that take your order I just fuck your bitch, in Florida water Murder, murder, brings 'Law and Order' Jumpin' off the porch, they extortin' Longway! [Chorus: Peewee Longway] Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands! You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man! Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban! You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man! I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it [Verse 2: Quavo] Quavo! You see, your the type of guy- Cuffin' hoes, and lovin bitches I'm the type of nigga- I'm in the trap, I'm breaking down 'midgets'! All of your hoes, wanna fuck me They can't do nothin', but work for me I got that strong arm, like Hercules At the top floor, cookin' at the 'Double-Tree' Ca-Call up Longway, he come with the 'K Been trappin' and cappin', for days I'm tired of servin' the J's; This bitch been callin' my phone I been stuck up, in my ways; Remember I wanted your number? Thats was way, way back in the day... [Chorus: Peewee Longway] Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands! You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man! Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban! You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man! I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it I ain't that type of nigga, she know it I ain't that type of nigga, he know it