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Know Your Worth
by Brokeboi Maj
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(You know)
(I don't fuck around with these random hoes you know they be the death of you dog they be ones to still your money and kill your family)
Ay
Smell like Versace it's gon cover my body
Thought it was rented in this big body
I can't even breathe I got these hoes around me
I can't leave the crib without the pole on me
On my mama I'm a killer bro
If she want the neck then Ima kill her bro
I ain't horsing, fucking round this ain't no rodeo
They wanted cancer bang the block up like it's whack-a-mole
Said I don't even know your girl homie
She just broke my line just to complain to me
I ain't tell her nothing I ain't feed the beast
Hide yo son cuz i got shooters like I'm Joseph Cony
I know they lying what they saying all the same
They say they slime but they don't even know my name
We ain't pickin teams this ain't no fucking game
Don't point no fingers I'm the only one to blame
Ouu
Yeah they said they wanna play
There really ain't reason for me to play, but bitch I play your games
Girl I'm sick
(Sick, Sick)
I'm sick of yo shit
(Shit, Shit)
Times expensive
Woah
Audemar wrist
Yeah
Know your worth cuz it's bigger than you
You benched up I know you can't shoot
Hella bent up what you gon do
Ima show them what this Ruger do
Big views from the penthouse
Lock my bros up, let the dogs out
No chains on but it's cold out
Hold they breath til they tap out
Smell like Versace it's gon cover my body
Thought it was rented in this big body
I can't even breathe I got these hoes around me
I can't leave the crib without the pole on me
On my mama I'm a killer bro
If she want the neck then Ima kill her bro
I ain't horsing, fucking round this ain't no rodeo
They wanted cancer bang the block up like it's whack-a-mole
Said I don't even know your girl homie
She just broke my line just to complain to me
I ain't tell her nothing I ain't feed the beast
Hide yo son cuz i got shooters like I'm Joseph Cony
(You know)
(I don't fuck around with these random hoes you know they be the death of you dog they be ones to still your money and kill your family)
Ay
Smell like Versace it's gon cover my body
Thought it was rented in this big body
I can't even breathe I got these hoes around me
I can't leave the crib without the pole on me
On my mama I'm a killer bro
If she want the neck then Ima kill her bro
I ain't horsing, fucking round this ain't no rodeo
They wanted cancer bang the block up like it's whack-a-mole
Said I don't even know your girl homie
She just broke my line just to complain to me
I ain't tell her nothing I ain't feed the beast
Hide yo son cuz i got shooters like I'm Joseph Cony
I know they lying what they saying all the same
They say they slime but they don't even know my name
We ain't pickin teams this ain't no fucking game
Don't point no fingers I'm the only one to blame
Ouu
Yeah they said they wanna play
There really ain't reason for me to play, but bitch I play your games
Girl I'm sick
(Sick, Sick)
I'm sick of yo shit
(Shit, Shit)
Times expensive
Woah
Audemar wrist
Yeah
Know your worth cuz it's bigger than you
You benched up I know you can't shoot
Hella bent up what you gon do
Ima show them what this Ruger do
Big views from the penthouse
Lock my bros up, let the dogs out
No chains on but it's cold out
Hold they breath til they tap out
Smell like Versace it's gon cover my body
Thought it was rented in this big body
I can't even breathe I got these hoes around me
I can't leave the crib without the pole on me
On my mama I'm a killer bro
If she want the neck then Ima kill her bro
I ain't horsing, fucking round this ain't no rodeo
They wanted cancer bang the block up like it's whack-a-mole
Said I don't even know your girl homie
She just broke my line just to complain to me
I ain't tell her nothing I ain't feed the beast
Hide yo son cuz i got shooters like I'm Joseph Cony
