I Know ft. Hoodbaby Rahrah Lyrics

Yeah

On God, yeah yeah yeah yeah

I know

I know

I know niggas envy me, I know

On God

Yeah, I know

If you pull up on my block, you'll lose vitals

They keep tellin' me stay out the way

Yeah I know (Eugghh)

Back door open wit' my stick for the slatts

She said she wanna fuck

You better make me some racks (On God)

And she ain't wanna fuck when I was broke back in class

Smooth criminal got killy slime up in my genes

Niggas really envy me (On God)

I got so much frienemies (I got so much)

I know, broski itchin' he might take yo life bro

Now let me tell you what I like though (On God)

Brown skin, baddie from the west she hold my pipe bro

Money counter, I swear I get tired

Countin' all these twenties

I like GG's

Finger on the trigger, it get wet, just like Fiji

Bando made like 10 bands (On God)

Screamin' free Luigi

Jakes tryna feed me pig on pizza

I don't even eat cheese

I don't even have that bitch added

She send me tt's

I know that my life is so tragic

So I thank god, please

I know

If you pull up on my block, you'll lose vitals

They keep tellin' me stay out the way

Yeah I know (Eugghh)

Back door open wit' my stick for the slatts

She said she wanna fuck

You better make me some racks (On God)

And she ain't wanna fuck when I was broke back in class

Smooth criminal got killy slime up in my genes

Niggas really envy me (On God)

I got so much frienemies (I got so much)

I know, broski itchin' he might take yo life bro

Yeah, how you tryna run up lose yo' life though

And I met a baddie wit a fatty and she nice though

I swear I'm the hardest youngin' I don't got no idols

And it's free broski out the cells he doing time though

And he soon come home

Beat it up no no

Pulled up in a 4 door

Tryna go to Costa Rica

Got yo bitch she suckin' D up

In the hood playing D up

Lambo or the black Beamer

I know

If you pull up on my block, you'll lose vitals

They keep tellin' me stay out the way

Yeah I know (Eugghh)

Back door open wit' my stick for the slatts

She said she wanna fuck

You better make me some racks (On God)

And she ain't wanna fuck when I was broke back in class

Smooth criminal got killy slime up in my genes

Niggas really envy me (On God)

I got so much frienemies (I got so much)

I know, broski itchin' he might take yo life bro