Know That - YNW Melly, Rod Wave

Boht o ya’ll hoes bahahaha

Rod Wave, what up?

Shot the hundred K

From the 772 to the 727

DJ Sure Fire

You just, you just got outta school and you ain’t in college

Your friends only say all you care bout is knowledge

I like it, I like you, I swear that I do

I ain’t lying to you and you know that

All these niggas be tripping they can’t get no pictures

Okay they pulling out they Kodaks

And you know that (know that)

And you know that (know that)

I’m down for you and you know that

And you know that (know that)

And you know that (know that)

I’m here for you and you know that

And you know that (know that)

And you know that (know that)

I’m down for you and I care for you

And you know that

You know that

You know that

Aye, dropped outta school

Hating these dudes (fuck these niggas)

Making that money, I’m counting the money they acting real funny

Because I done started

Getting plenty money in the club and I’m going retarded

But you ain’t get nothing from me

Aye, acting like everything in this world is free

But you know I rock these girls ain’t shit to me

They already know how I rock and she is a thot

We get it popping all at my party

Women and all of them off the Molly’s, shawty tripping, aye

Just pull the bottle, chug some Henny girl

Why are you playing with my fucking emotions

Little nigga made it out a hero

And you niggas tripping but your score is zero

And niggas winning yeah we in the lead

Pussy niggas you ain’t got no speed

Next door neighbor claiming he want beef

I could give two fucks about the shit that you be saying

Nigga I know where you living

I got plenty if you got

I got plenty niggas who would shoot

Run up on me wrong and if a nigga wanna test

I’m a bust his ass on the way to road, aye

Bust him open like a pinata

I’m the niggas told the new chopper

If you real put your motherfucking hands up

RIP Big Cool, RIP Big Cool, RIP Cool

Free all my niggas now who tryna get it

And rest in peace nigga who died tryna make a living

She ain’t never had a young nigga out the trenches

Put that Molly in a bottle and now baby in her feelings

Can’t decide it when she ride it like a minion

She can’t decide it when she find out that a nigga ain’t a gimmick

I’m the real deal baby, the real deal baby

I’m a roll through the show but I’m still here baby

Shawty is he’ll do baby

In the the I can still chill baby

Need a dose of that dope I’m a pill mill baby

You not a joke I can show you a real nigga baby

Call a nigga phone and tell a nigga she need me

In the car alone I still fuck her to Breezy

Shoulda turn a hoe she remind me of TV

Woulda run the hoe she remind me of Fiji

Yeah yeah uh

DJ ure Fire

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