I Know

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah You know we get that money nigga Yo bitch and her friend see that Haha, yeah Look [Hook] Pull up on a bitch playing old Hot Boys I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car Nigga asking me did I fuck his hoe Why you going off what you heard not what you saw Man down think he need back up Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up I'm bout my business I handle that first Get out of line, end up on a shirt [Chorus](x2) I know these niggas snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these niggas hating I know these hoes bopping Thats why I watch 'em [Verse 2] Look Real shit they don't even need lights on Whole crew walked in with ice on This strap up grind all night song And I'm there for my niggas right or wrong Phone going dim gotta make the convo quick Everywhere I go boutta hit me a lick Think that it's broke by the way that it sit Let em see me I don't ride with no tint Ex - roll up another one not out that pack But out the other one Got me a check, went got another gun I like to drive foreign cars for fun Make every bitch feel like she the one Get the pussy once and then I'm done We ain't gon' never see rainy days That's what my brother Gambino said Ever since then we've been getting cake Working nonstop nigga motherfuck break Smoke 'em back to back help me concentrate And the feds watching like we pushing weight Jets bitch we so hot The corporation that never die Life turned green smoked out my tires [Chorus](x2) I know these niggas snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these niggas hating I know these hoes bopping Thats why I watch 'em [Verse 3] Walk in the spot with the Dickies fit Already peepin' out which bitch Imma hit My dog pointed out this one lil chick Cute face long hair and that ass was thick I thought to myself these the ones to watch Cause they'll get a nigga for the chain and watch Don't give a fuck if you got game or not Aim or not, nigga once your got your got Fucking up these commas City to city, they rocking with me And I'm being honest Light hit my wrist and all these bitches 'round me blinded Coming for the set its like you starting up a riot Can't do nothing with that, huh [Hook] Pull up on a bitch playing old Hot Boys I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car Nigga asking me why I fuck his hoe Why you going off what you heard not what you saw Man down think he need back up Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up I'm bout my business I handle that first Get out of line, end up on a shirt [Chorus](x2) I know these niggas snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these niggas hating I know these hoes bopping Thats why I watch 'em