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

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, fuck 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