I Know

(ZiggyMadeIt)

These **** ain't havin' that shit like they say they is

Hmm, I know

It was just me and my bros at the store, we was hittin' good licks, going 'bow for 'bow

Ayy, hmm, and if you ain't know, we was pushin' that P, for sure

That shit in my veins, I been feeling like Boa

If my pockets get low, bet it come off a ho

Ayy, hmm, them fiends at the door, we was bustin' it down for the lo'

Come and shop at my shop if you tryna store

We had hard out the back and the front for the nose, ayy, hmm

And my block in control, you know I rep six double O

**** play in this bitch, then I'm uppin' my pole

Spot him out and whoever he with gotta go

These **** ain't taking shit, that's on my soul

Tailband, bitch, we up on the road

Stay with them sticks, we got straps on the road

He T'd out, he gon' rock while I roll

These **** pussy, but internet trolls

****' play and his brains gotta go

Think that he sleep, then he lame than a ho

**** trippin', get put in the frame in this ho

Hit the club and I bet it's gon' rain in this ho

If I hit it up now, there ain't no naming a ho

I'm a stepper, think I need a cane in this ho

If I fuck the ho once, ain't no tamin' the ho

You can step in this water, it's dangerous though

**** changed on his hood, ain't no changin' me though

Shit, I'm still the same **** with braids or a 'fro

You can pick any lane, either way, we can go, ayy

These **** ain't havin' that shit like they say they is

Hmm, I know

It was just me and my bros at the store, we was hittin' good licks, going 'bow for 'bow

Ayy, hmm, and if you ain't know (Boy), we was pushin' that P, for sure (Ayy)

That shit in my veins, I been feeling like Boa (Mhm, mhm)

If my pockets get low, bet it come off a ho (Mm)

Ayy, hmm, them fiends at the door, we was bustin' it down for the lo'

Come and shop at my shop if you tryna store

We had hard out the back and the front for the nose, ayy, hmm

And my block in control, you know I rep six double O

**** play in this bitch, then I'm uppin' my pole

Spot him out and whoever he with gotta go (Mhm, mhm, mhm)

I'm really havin' these millions and that is the difference

I'm twenty-five when I had my first million dollars, laid off cold cash, all off pimpin'

Hopping out a 550, countin' up five fifty, bitch, send me five fifty all off simpin'

Drippin' out a Plexiglas, pimpin' on a pimpin' ho

Picking up a five piece, know we love chicken

I poured some drank on the floor and she licked it

You throw a pass, I'm the chief, we gon' pick it

Soon as he light the switch, choppa start hittin'

He done got killed with a blunt in his kitchen

Fuck all that slimy shit, I'm washing dishes

Bring grease over here, we gon' clean up his skillet

First, leave a wound on your head, it's no healin'

I'll drop a egg and leave yolk on your ceiling

Come play with God 'fore we go start the drillin'

These **** ain't havin' that shit like they say they is (Boy)

Hmm, I know (Yeah)

It was just me and my bros at the store, we was hittin' good licks, going 'bow for 'bow (Yeah)

Ayy, hmm, and if you ain't know, we was pushin' that P, for sure (Ayy)

That shit in my veins, I been feeling like Boa

If my pockets get low, bet it come off a ho (A ho)

Ayy, hmm, them fiends at the door (Yeah), we was bustin' it down for the lo'

Come and shop at my shop if you tryna store

We had hard out the back and the front for the nose, ayy, hmm

And my block in control (Crip), you know I rep six double O

**** play in this bitch, then I'm uppin' my pole

Spot him out and whoever he with gotta go