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Fecha de emisión: 18.03.2021
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
I Know, Pt. 2 |
Brrt |
Brrt, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em |
Just the other day I did a nigga smirkish |
Past a pistol to my crash I told that boy to take the charge before the police |
searches |
You rap about it, it sounds good but never tried to murder |
Try to set the play, we intercepting make that boy a virgin |
Hit on my momma, you can’t funk with niggas like that |
I’m the type to supply the guns if it’s the stocks then make it right back |
Pressure push the pipe shit she’s a sucker make the pipes crack |
10,000 on them guns like we the ones who live in Iraq |
Everybody humans but I know the DA demons |
Who else you know could take somebody’s life but keeps them breathing |
Cocaine can’t find a job be on the block with feelings eased it |
Plus he got a kid and life unrest so now he scheming |
I can’t trust your dead behind the hand it’s still deceiving |
And my bitch know that I’m lying but she try to still believe me |
Spray the tempo on my dick, I swear to god that I love |
First she compliments the Gucci after that I left the |
I can’t post the whip, it cost the grip I know niggas died trying to flex |
My uncle used to tell me life ain’t checkers but it’s chess |
Hide his foot behind the wheel, shit these pills might make me wreck |
And I don’t do the back and forth I see what course to do by the text |
I don’t fuck with niggas who fuck with niggas who’s from the west nigga |
I just made another hunnid thousand off this check nigga |
Fully auto Texas ripping shit right through the vest nigga |
And I can’t trust a bitch she only good for giving head |
Don’t be confused wit it, smart nigga but with the dumb shit |
As far as rapping goes I’m that nigga who really run shit |
Instagram gangsta they thugging when they just signed me |
I don’t read shit, I don’t scroll through all of my comments |
Moral of the story ain’t predicting how we living |
I just dropped a pill inside of my liquor and then I mixed it |
These tattoos got a meaning what you think I did to get it |
We got AR pistols |
Consider me just a rapper still wrapping niggas like Christmas |
We just popped a sucker he made it but now he limping |
But the shit they never did, they act surprised because I did it |
Never did that shit in class but did homework on opposition |
Karate kicking his choppa knock a nigga down when he kick 'em |
Used to get nil on Christmas, Santa never got gifts I listed |
SWAT team kicking down my door 'fore I eat breakfast |
Shit I’m glad I never listened it got me in my position |
This what comin' with this lifestyle |
Ayy, maneuver with caution, can’t put them pipes down |
I hear a lot of talking, better pipe down |
And a lot be on the line, I risk my life now, ayy |
This what comin' with this life, I know |
This what comin' with this life, I know |
This what comin' with this life, I know |
I know, I know |