I Know
Mitch, Y.G., YG
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I know, I know I know, I'm off the four, yeah, I know I know, I'm movin' real slow I know, I got your hoe I know, I'm off the four and I'm slow I know that Rollie rose gold I know I got your hoe I had to go back to my city one time Tell 'em hatin' niggas that I made it, on God Oh shit, I got a couple million in the bank Oh shit, I'm trippin' and I ain't got fuckin' a thing All my niggas kept grindin' on this side All my niggas got the bread and we down to ride Oh, 400, what the f*ck it do? I done got a couple bands I ain't got to wear designer But I still keep a burner, Tiimmy Turner (grrrt) All these bitches, yeah, they trippin' cause I'm on They don't wanna show me love but it's cool On God, I've been on the same shit all my life On God, I've been on the same shit all my life I know, I'm off the four, yeah, I know I know, I'm movin' real slow I know, I got your hoe I know, I'm off the four and I'm slow I know that Rollie rose gold I know I got your hoe I know, back then they ain't want me, Mike Jones Now I'm hot, they all on me, Mike Jones F*ck him up, he lost all the way, Mike Jones I know, got drunk with your hoe I don't want her, get ya hoe "YG, what you gon' do with that dope?" Take all my niggas to my show You should know how it 'bout to go when I come through Hunnid deep, if I don't like you I'ma confront you Pull up like Pac, middle finger out the sunroof Pull up like Biggie in your city, what you gon' do? If niggas wanna play, we could play If niggas wanna play, we could play I did it without Dre, I did it without Jay, I did it without Ye What the f*ck could y'all say? I know, I'm off the four, yeah, I know I know, I'm movin' real slow I know, I got your hoe I know, I'm off the four and I'm slow I know that Rollie rose gold I know I got your hoe I put your bitch in Givenchy I make your bitch call me "papi" F*ck her on top of the 'Rari Get that bitch actin' so naughty I put your bitch in Céline I put your bitch on the team I hit your bitch in the backseat I make your bitch Snapchat me, that pussy I know, I'm off the four, yeah, I know I know, I'm movin' real slow I know, I got your hoe I know, I'm off the four and I'm slow I know that Rollie rose gold I know I got your hoe I know, I know I'm comin' through strong She chose us, nigga, chose us I'm 'bout to [?] I know, I know I'm comin' through strong Nigga, get your bag up, get your swag up Major swag alert, major bag alert, nigga 400! MoneyMakinMitch, what's happenin' though?
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Written by: Keenon Jackson, Jordan Mitchell
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