Who You Know (feat. $ir J) [Remix]

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Markus Jay

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Niggas always out here talking about some who you know, what you know, what you on
Niggas don't know, really, I'm that nigga
To be who you gotta know, who you wanna know, who you should know
You heard that? Keep that in mind

Appreciate you Markus Jay
Yeah, big eastside
Matter of fact, there's actually one more thing I forgot to add

Jack, been in the dirt, you know I've been hurt
To be honest, I think that is my quirk
Throwing back xans cause I can't do percs
Even a bitch over 30 gon' lurk
Stopping the pressure when you ain't a gym

I ain't close my eyes and I'm shooting off limbs
Glock in my Crocs and a Glock in my boot
Cause niggas in Texas don't really wear timbs

Who you know, damn, I can't just take his hook
See, he had to pause, he won't look like a crook
I'm a big taker, for me, what you took
Throw my head left and right across the street once I look
Sir J and Markus, can't forget the Jay

Break down to Spain, she said, teehee olay
Didn't know what she said, so I just said, okay
Sir J, can I cross you one time
No way

Pressure applied on this side, I won't lie
I'm devising a plan so I can touch the sky
Talking about grabbing that bitch, recreating the world
Is just something that Teehee admires

Pushing my limits, just like a teen titian
Saying it's no damage, but still say grand rises
Markus Jay and Teehee, yeah, we sliding
Who you know, dripping and cripping, not hiding, Teehee

And here go the remix
I'm back on my G shit, but yo for a minute, I wasn't gon' rap
But this shit so easy and bitch, I'm with Teehee
I figure that nigga just gotta come back, what's the deal
I figure that nigga just gotta come snap
The first of so many, we gotta come slap
Like hats in the wind, I'm about to go in
This off of the dome, bitch, that is no cap

Young niggas watching these visions
Manifest come to fruition
Go berserk on the beat, ten toes in the street
Better know that I handle my business
Sir J, Mark Jay, that's vicious
This shit like a gift, no Christmas
Niggas want they time, niggas want they shine
Too bad, little nigga, I'm getting it

Feeling like I'm young and I'm restless
Linked up with my nigga from Texas
Four hoes in the back and they sexy
This shit playing loud in the Lexus
I don't do no fronting or flexing
Turn around, two hoes got naked
Niggas in the next lane look jealous
Is that J and eastside, you guessed it

We split up the bitches and gave them the business
Got back to the whip and then we returned
To go get the paper, boy, f*ck all you haters
And if you ain't know, you niggas gon' learn
That we apply pressure, do this with no effort
The windows is down, trees getting burned
This shit a connect, the south and the west
Sit back for your flight, take off confirmed, ah

Who you know roll like me, chase goals like me
Give heart and their soul like me
Stay on go like me, ten toes like me
Front line don't fold like me
Stay solo like me, I'm so low-key
Riding around, .44 on me
Who you know gon' get the dough like me
Oh, you ain't know, well you hoes gon' see

Who you know roll like me, chase goals like me
Give heart and their soul like me
Stay on go like me, ten toes like me
Front line don't fold like me
Stay solo like me, I'm so low-key
Riding around, .44 on me
Who you know gon' get the dough like me
Oh, you ain't know, well you hoes gon' see
Jay

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