Music Video
Lil Bailey - What You Know (Official Video) Prod by: Loko La'flare #lilbailey #rap #viral
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Bailey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alec Bailey
Lyrics
Lyrics
Ayy, let go, ayy
We got bad life in this beat, ****
Tell them puss **** catch up
Let go, let go
Ayy, what you know about being up at six in the morning
By yourself tryna catch you a play (they don't)
What you know about losing three racks off a bet
Make it back by the end of the day?
What you know about starving alone when you up?
**** tryna come eat off your plate (he can't)
I was tryna be humble at first
But I'm finna start putting that shit in they face (let go)
Ayy, what you know 'bout that shit? (Ayy)
Say, ayy, what you know 'bout that shit? (Lil' Beatz)
Ayy, they ain't wanna fuck with you when you broke
But now they wanna fuck 'cause you rich (fuck 'em)
Say, ayy, what you know 'bout that shit?
Say, tell me what you know 'bout that shit?
Ayy, I would make a play with my partner
That same **** tried to go fuck with my bitch
Ayy, these **** be capped, Mitchell and Ness
Ain't havin' no motion, but worried 'bout the next
Yeah, I pop my shit in my city
That's why my name in they mouth like some Crest (ting)
Ask 'em who really get money for real
I do it like Nike, it come with a check (let go)
Ayy, mix and match my designer
Louis V on my shoes, Celine on my chest
Yeah, I put my shit on before I walk out the store
I forgot I ain't rip off the tag (let go)
Yeah, I done spent a band on my bitch
And I put her in shit that I know she ain't had
Heard they talk, that **** probably was broke
Shit, I'm a rich **** spending that cash
Say that you love me, shit, if you love me for real
Tat my name on the back of your ass (let go)
Yeah, bitch, I'm him, try to come hop in that water
Better make sure you know how to swim (he can't)
Bitch, I walk with a limp
I got three hoes on my side, that's life when you fuck with a pimp
I don't do no attempts
I'm on a whole 'nother level, young **** fly as a blimp
Yeah, got out my ass, tryna run up this paper
A young **** chasing this M
Yeah, the pack just dropped with the bow in
My brother the motherfuckin' dope man (yo)
Wanna chime in, just to get towing
Drop a bag on your head like a sew-in
Gon' box ass up like the Postman
I don't just want that lil' bitch, I want both friends
I remember them days I was at my granddad's house
We was posted on the block at the low end
Ayy, what you know about being up at six in the morn'
By yourself tryna catch you a play? (Let go)
What you know about losing three racks off a bet
Make it back by the end of the day?
What you know about starving alone when you up
**** try to come eat off your plate?
I was tryna be humble at first
But I'm finna start putting that shit in they face (let go)
Ayy, what you know about that shit? (Ayy)
Say, ayy, what you know about that shit? (Lil' Beatz)
Ayy, they ain't wanna fuck with you when you broke
But now they wanna fuck 'cause you rich
Say, ayy, what you know about that shit?
Say, tell me what you know about that shit? (Let go)
Ayy, I would make a play with my partner
That same **** tried to go fuck on my bitch
Written by: Alec Bailey, Lil Bailey
