Didn’t Know

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Yo, bring the gauges Cocksuckers sending praises in Rod Lavers This shit is hard labor, Scarface behavior The .380, it came with the laser, my bitch from Malaysia Send the pimp's legislature (Woo) Finger fuck the MAC out the Range Sport, twist and retort This couldn't be taught, it's instinctive The minks is distinguished (Uh-huh) Just look at what I do with this English, uh The Rollie-Rollie look pinkish, thick R&B bitches fingered The scent of sweet pussy lingered (You smell that?) Trips to Syria to meet the criteria Bitches all irie without India Crack the vent, my flatulence stink My afro has kink like an African king, the Jag is for the spring The money's in the back with the string I'm like Tony with my arm in a sling (Uh) That's pretty like the cash look, half black foot Supercat, shot gritty out in Flatbush, no Bruno (Blatt) My neck is cold like Pluto Let a few go out the coupe (Uh) uno [Chorus: Roc Marciano & Freeway] Still getting bitches if you didn't know Spent a meal ticket if you didn't know Real nigga if you didn't know (Okay) I killed niggas if you didn't know [Verse 2: Freeway] It's the best bearded rapper, bearded trapper As I pull through these bearded naps, create these bearded raps Like I plotted retaliation, the beard is back They want annihilation but I won't let hip hop die for nathin' Incarcerated Scarfaces in the staircases Turned to tight jeans-wearing niggas with the queer faces It's an oasis of gay shit, I can't take it And rappers with no content, I'm out here with no favorites My akhi said, "You need to be deenin' and building businesses The rap game frauding and ignorant, don't save it" But I feel partly responsible, see these rappers, I raise 'em My son doula's my illegitimate babies And if they thought they gon' blame me If you go to jail, can't blow the L, when they revoke the bail Wear I'm from, the shit real These youngers know how squeezing the toast feel but don't know how toast smell Green eggs and grit shit For where every day is Halloween and every night is mischief We mask up to get shit And yes, I really lived this so I really got the right to spit this In the telly with his chick I'm her favorite fella 'cause I made it out the ghetto, I'm gifted And whenever I visit, you know I keep the metal cocked In Philly, it's killers on every block, bow, bow! [Chorus: Roc Marciano & Knowledge The Pirate] Still getting bitches if you didn't know Spent a meal ticket if you didn't know Real nigga if you didn't know I killed niggas if you didn't know Didn't know, didn't know Spent a meal ticket if you didn't know (Knowledge) Real nigga if you didn't know (Pirate, chyeah) I killed niggas if you didn't know [Verse 3: Knowledge The Pirate] When I dump and I rinse, leave 'em leaking or jumping a fence Take the gun, wipe off my palm and my prints Stay calm and not tense Then go see a major event with my ladies and gents In that grey Maserati with tints Feeling like Gotti, everybody wanna get a glimpse Paparazzi out here taking flicks, tryna capture the moment We pour out liquor and send our condolence Kill all snakes, rats and rodents We mask up and we murder with motive A game of death where you kill your opponents Seventeen shots in his flesh was inserted We sent a message how we shot up that nigga's suburban Hop in the Maybach and draw back the curtains Two shooters and two hoopties to cause a diversion Left the nigga dead in traffic mergin' Uh, we shoot shit up