Ion Really Know

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$] Now Ion really give a fuck if you fuck with me I brought the drugs so she in love with me Sippin' mudd fuck a can of beer Middle of the room shine like a chandelier Gucci on my dick Gucci on my feet Gucci for my bitch Gucci for my freak Pull up in a Rover Skurt off in a Benz I don't need a bitch Motherfuck a friend Fuck the government and fuck a cop too I'm on your block I'm in your top two If I ain't hit it then I made her sweat Diamonds on my neck Then I got her wet Aye, I ain't no rookie I'm a veteran Gotta taste that pussy fore I settle in And like a junkie, got her fiendin What's life about? Yeah, what's the meaning? [Hook: Wavy Jone$ (x2)] Ion really know What you wanna know? Ion really know What you wanna know? Ion really know What you wanna know? Bitch we on a roll Count a hundred slow [Verse 2: Slug Christ] Big slugga ridin down the interstate (okay) Aye, meet me back, cunt, so I can fornicate (okay) Aye, yeah Too much shit to contemplate (okay, okay, okay) I wonder how I'm gonna die today (okay, okay) All them racks went up my nose (yeah) I'm feeling so imbalanced shit you already know Push [?] Free dexter why the fuck he have to go Catch me at the store, man Meet me at the Texaco Laying around the floor, man, I can't feel it anymore I can't take it anymore, I'm running out of options Telling me you're fucking broke Well why is that my problem? Sleeping in a coffin Hit up the street doctor Like "Mr. Dopeman, what you got for depression?" I'm hurting and I'm hoping that when tomorrow comes it'll bring the apocalypse