Uh ay what what what
All these b*****s they be blowing up my phone
R i p jack
I know
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know I know
Ah
I know I know I know I know
All these b*****s they be blowing up my phone
I know I know yeah
Aye double cup the Styrofoam
I know I know
Do your dance on that b***h I know
I know I know I know I know I know
I know rocking fancy clothes
****ed your ex b***h I got some shit you wanna know
Catch me crusing through the 9 posted at the corner store
I just got some drop go cop me a fay go
Got groupie hoes on my d**k and they do what I say so
Went to the bank then dipped to the crib so I can change clothes
She see my ice then she know that I'm a boss
She wanna **** me cuff me but I ain't with that shit
Cuban Jesus piece around my neck
It look like dirty piss
I'm at the trap house making plays
I drop a stack to make it flip
The same niggas that's hating on me girlfriend ride all on my d**k
You say you hate me but you stalk my page you ****ing hypocrite
I know I know
I know I know
All these b*****s they be blowing up my phone
I know I know yeah
Aye double cup the Styrofoam
I know I know
Do your dance on that b***h I know
I know I know I know I know