เพลง I Know (Explicit)

If it ain’t gas, I ain’t smokin’ it

Say the ol’ national’s loccin’ it

Say my ***** fough was provokin’ it

And I had a pot with a fork in it

And it go skrrt when I turn it

I teach you how to trap, ‘higher learning’

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt when I lean it

Cuban link on Aquafina

Wore big drip to the subpoena

Funky Cold Medina

From the stove, to the arena

Got a side chik missin’, have you seen her?

I’m a big dog, ***** don’t forget that

I still know where the stick’s at

Know some people who will do you dirty

But I still know where the rinse at

Designer on me, ************’ mismatch

I never said where the ***** at

I’m tryna make my goals

I’m tryna right my wrongs

I got my Wife on froze

I got the ice that glows

They don’t even sell it in the stores

They don’t make this type no more

Pull in that *****, so icy

Ain’t no one gon’ stop me now

Hit like Rocky

Round for round, she fiesty

Put on my chain

Stop me, calling me papi

Ice like hockey, rice, Hibachi

No I got her, but you got a carbon copy, ooh

I know, I know, she needs ooh

I know, I know oh yeah

So many bricks, had to Gucci my sweater

Drip like umbrellas, we step in Margiela

She think it’s real, I know I can do better

Cup to the face, tryna keep it together

I know you down for whatever

The ghetto that made you a savage

You built for whatever

Forgeing, my foot on the pedal

I’m pretty sure I’m racing the devil

The ice out my bezel

Got out R-A-D ‘cause it made me a killer

I know the cops and the opps want to kill us

South of LA, we don’t smoke Reggie Miller

Splash of codeine, I could barely remember

My ****** don’t drop a dime on a *****

You die right there, won’t miss you

Pull up with clips that hang out like they with you

Lost my day one, gotta talk through the pictures

I know when I broke yur heart, you was bitter

I had to vent through a stack and a stripper

Gucci bandana I tied on a pistol

He just drip sauce when I kill ‘em

Saint Laurent on the denim

Pull in that *****, so icy

Ain’t no one gon’ stop me now

Hit like Rocky

Round for round, she fiesty

Put on my chain

Stop me, calling me papi

Ice like hockey, rice, Hibachi

No I got her, but you got a carbon copy, ooh

I know, I know, she needs ooh

I know, I know oh yeah

Pull in that *****, so icy

Ain’t no one gon’ stop me now

Hit like Rocky

Round for round, she fiesty

Put on my chain

Stop me, calling me papi

Ice like hockey, rice, Hibachi

No I got her, but you got a carbon copy, ooh

I know, I know, she needs ooh

I know, I know oh yeahhh