Yeah I Know (feat. Kiing Shooter)

Brand new Glock .40 on my hip

I just blew another 40 on my wrist, I'm the shit

Yeah, I know

He love her, but his shorty on my dick

Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a crip, off the rip

Yeah, I know

Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?

Never thought I would rap, that's a fact

Yeah, I know

Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back

They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap

Yeah, I know

It's hard to recognize her, kept her face down

Don't have nothin' on your body, this a shakedown

Back and forth, goin' out of town on the Greyhound

Tried to give her the world, she's sayin' she needs space now

I started out just tryin' to get some product

You could cut it, you could chop it, nobody know where I got it

My plug from out the city, nobody know nothin' 'bout him

He ran off with that work and nobody ain't ever found him

Brand new Glock .40 on my hip

I just blew another 40 on my wrist, I'm the shit

Yeah, I know

He love her, but his shorty on my dick

Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a crip, off the rip

Yeah, I know

Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?

Never thought I would rap, that's a fact

Yeah, I know

Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back

They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap

Yeah, I know

I was posted on the block with the demons

Couple Glocks, we ain't worried 'bout the opps'

We ain't leavin' (Yeah, I know)

I know **** that got shot for no reason

Wasn't beefin', it's just hot and **** tweakin' so I gotta keep a pole

Bitch I grew up in the field, ain't no way around it

And if he jackin', we got static, then I'll probably rob 'em

Couple bitches on my dick that I done curved before

But since this money came, they all done turned to carnivores

If you can read between the lines, they all meat eaters

And I ain't worried about no beef, we got street sweepers

Quarter million for my tape, so I gotta chill

But I'm still swervin' through them lanes like I'm off a pill

Brand new Glock .40 on my hip

I just blew another 40 on my wrist, I'm the shit

Yeah, I know

He love her, but his shorty on my dick

Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a crip, off the rip

Yeah, I know

Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?

Never thought I would rap, that's a fact

Yeah, I know

Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back

They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap

Yeah, I know

If I can't beat that charge, fuck it

I'ma spin the yard, just me and my dawg, comin' up, livin' hard

Never disrespect the set, I put that on God

Runnin' up another check

I just hopped out the Benz

Nobody dropped, then we slidin' again

We don't rock with opps, and we not gon' pretend

I see they get hot when we win

But they gon' hear shots if we spin

If I can't beat that charge, fuck it

I'ma spin the yard, just me and my dawg, comin' up, livin' hard

Never disrespect the set, I put that on God

Runnin' up another check

I just hopped out the Benz

Nobody dropped, then we slidin' again

We don't rock with opps and we not gon' pretend

I see they get hot when we win

But they gon' hear shots if we spin