DJ Tay B. - I Know (feat. Allen3k, Deja D & SnapDaTruph)

901 Beat cartel

These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what I got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what I got
See I know I know i know i know
Baby i know i know i know i know
These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know, i know, i know, i know
Baby i know, i know, i know, i know

I know one thang, iont trust these bitches
Just lost my dawg, i don't trust niggas
I know one thang gotta keep my pistol
I know how to get some money, i been tryna get richer
I been tryna stack a milli, i ain't really with the chillin
Bitches say i'm so appealin
I be smokin on exotic, got me walkin ona ceiling
She thought i was ha nigga got ha all in ha feelings
I be blendin ina trenches with the killers and the dealers
My city a jungle with the apes and gorillas
Yeah the stick hold a hunna
If you play i'ma kill em
I know these bitches gon speak ona bidness
Get the head then we fuck and i leave when i'm finished
3K4L put the shit ona pendant
Flights to LA catching flights out in Venice
I know one day this shit can be finished
You die where i'm from or catch a lil sentence
Maneuver the trenches like i am lieutenant
My shit limo tinted can't even see in it
I know what come with when you gettin some money
He play with 3k ima catch me a homi
Drunk too much drank, make me walk a zombie
I know my lil niggas gone crash like a dummy

These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See I know i know i know i know
Baby i know i know i know i know
These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know, i know, i know, i know
Baby i know, i know, i know, i know

Come thru show out and ima show up
I don't do the liquor but today ima po up
Bitches talking down, say my name, hope ya throw up
Guess they ain't gone see that i'm the truth until i blow up
I'm focus i get it i'm all bout my business
Keeping my distance don't fuck with these bitches
You moving too funny get cut with a quickness
Wrap yo ass up, ship you off, like it's Christmas
All in my spot like a junkie
He wanna taste say i'm sweeter than honey
Know he a dog treat em like a flunky
I know you want me i just want some money
I know i make these bitches step they game up
Throwing big shots but need to step ya aim up
I know i'm scorching theses hoes like a torch
I'm in the field you jumped off the porch
Suited and booted, the glock is included
So don't let em try me, i'm ready to shoot it
This shit can get gutta or you can stay muted
My pockets on large like they full of fluid
Speaking money fluent, i gotta stay moving
You not bout yo bag then what is you doing
I know i'm hot at heater no coolant
I know you all on my jock who you fooling

These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know i know i know i know
Baby i know i know i know i know
These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know, i know, i know, i know
Baby i know, i know, i know, i know
These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know i know i know i know
Baby i know i know i know i know
These bitches be all in my spot and trying to get what i got
These bitches be all on my joc, trying to see what i got
See i know, i know, i know, i know
Baby i know, i know, i know, i know

Written by:
Jordan Frye, Skylar Smith, Kim Walker-Smith

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Songtrust Ave

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