I Wanna Know (Arcteryx 2)

Lyrics

[Chorus] Dumb nigga embarrassed, young nigga was rocking Arcteryx Glock on my hip, Imma flare it Balling baby like I'm Jaren Make a hit like I'm Jackson That nigga add, subtraction We gon' blow, we been getting that traction We gon blow, we been getting them racks in [Verse] Yeah, yo' ex at my crib, she trashy Used to be down, then I bought a lil' bag in I wanna know-oh I wanna I wanna know-oh I wanna know Tags on the toe Stick in the truck, Imma finally throw Can't love that ho, fell in love with her throat Step in the function, I'm back in my city, they think I'm a goat These niggas broke, they weird, I know and I think imma go Stupid nigga really thought he played me like a ho He еnded up like a foe For rеal, if you want It can get real if you want In LA, bitch I'm smoking plutonic Get that bag, I ain't going demonic, damn Brought in pounds through the TSA Too upbeat, fuck what you say Up in the club sipping water D'Ussé Boy you a bitch, you gon do what she say I'm so hot I feel like Dre Six digits man, I feel like I'm Drake Pull up on gang, that boy get baked Dap up a opp, lil nigga shake She love all that Did in her twice Beat up the box, ducking the cops I show no love, they wasn't fucking with us Bitch I went crazy, fell in love with the drugs Smoking too much, why you think it's a buzz That nigga ass, he ain't getting no buzz Fucked up the racks, yeah I did it because Told her, been get up, ain't doing no hugs No I don't cuddle, I never rebuttal, and she wanna love me, I told her it's us Locked in drugs and the shackles and chucks Fucked on the Wraith and I'm feeling like Chuck Whole lotta Ricky on me, ain't no chucks Feeling like Wes, I don't ride on the bus Can't fuck with them cause them niggas be sus She wanna fuck til' the sundown Fuck school, don't do cap and gown I got a opp on the run now My niggas told me to calm down Yo bitch a slut, tryna come now No, I ain't fuck with this boy style Love smoking on surround sound Taking that bag and it's mine now Think she love me, Imma find out One and ghouls pouring pints out Three hours and it's lights out I put too much, it got time out I put my ho' up in timeout I bossed up on these niggas, still time out I got that bag, no, it's mine now Oh, she a thot, pull her mind out Yeah, they can hate, I don't mind now My niggas doing the crime now I fuck that bitch, make her cry now That bitch she crazy, she pouring them lines out Finna pull that shine out [Chorus] Dumb nigga embarrassed, young nigga was rocking Arcteryx Glock on my hip, Imma flare it Balling baby like I'm Jaren Make a hit like I'm Jackson That nigga add, subtraction We gon' blow, we been getting that traction We gon blow, we been getting them racks in