Jose Guapo, Migos - Y.K.I. (You Know It) lyrics

You know it you know it
They know it you know
You know

All this money on me, I feel like Floyd
(too much money) i got too much money on me
They can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She gon' shake her ass for the money
I be living fast for the money aTL ATL ATL
Nigga taking chances for the money
Still hustle hard for the money
Nigga can’t starve for the money
Nigga fuck being broke
Nigga fuck being broke
Can’t run out of money

Nigga fuck a money counter
Nigga fuck ten counter i count it by myself
Nigga fuck being broke
Nigga it’s young Guapo
I’m handsome and wealthy
We do not check the forecast
But we changing the weather
Designer umbrellas
Put some more ice in the bezel
If you’re sweet, we’ll finesse you
Money on money, no pressure
Pull up in compressors (foreign)
And we Burberry our sweaters
Bitch bad, still a nat nat
Guapo he dealt like a crack sack
Nigga fucking up they wrist
Those are the niggas we laugh at
Fuck up my set get it right
Back, throw up the money, they like that
Diamonds been bird, that’s fight night
They hitting, the biting like Mike Ty
Undefeated like Mayweather
Pop more shit then AB
Damn look at your wrist
Is that a Rolex or AP?

All this money on me, I feel like Floyd
(too much money) i got too much money on me
They can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’m gon throw it
She gon shake her ass for the money
I be living fast for the money aTL ATL ATL
Nigga taking chance for the money
Still hustle hard for the money
Nigga can’t starve for the money
Nigga fuck being broke, nigga
Fuck being broke, can’t run out of money

She taking her chance for the paper
She fell in love with my money
Fall off in the booth
The club I pull up with a truck load of money
I’m seeing my nigga with choppas
Know that they getting into something
Then we hit the runway on a PJ
Call the country migo gang, OG, head huncho
You can catch me in the street
With Longway and young Guapo
What nigga you know on the North side made
A quarter mil in a goddamn bando
Young trap spot nigga
Fucking with the migos have
Your block hot nigga
You ain’t never seen a lot of red dots on
Your bottom looking like a pack of cortisone
That’s young homie the reason
My niggas come get you and it’s murder season
Yeah she working for me, remixing for me
Yeah she cooking for me
All this money for me
Her name is Alicia, her boss got the key

All this money on me, I feel like Floyd
(too much money) i got too much money on me
They can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She gon' shake her ass for the money
I be living fast for the money aTL ATL ATL
Nigga taking chances for the money
Still hustle hard for the money
Nigga can’t starve for the money
Nigga fuck being broke
Nigga fuck being broke
Can’t run out of money

Do anything just to get to the cash
Mama said I’m gonna give her a heart attack
Bitches ain’t shit
They be fucking no cuffing
She suck me I’m skeeting all over her eyelash
You not from my hood so you don’t get a pass
I’m on the highway, 50 bricks on the bypass
Cook up a brick, break down a brick
Coca on my knuckles looking like ash
Hopping out the Bentley
Fucking with the chickens
Throw the money in the air, you got it
Ain’t no tricking
Talking bout you got that money nigga
Know you fiction
Broke and these niggas keep talking
But I ain’t gon listen
Throw the money on the bitches
I done paid tuition all of my niggas
We migos but we don’t wear dickeys
All of my clothes are exquisite
All of my bitches long distance
Minajing these bitches, no Nicki
Versace my lenses like Biggie
Pussy boy nigga a sissy
Throwing the money like Frisbees
Fuck you talking, fuck nigga I’m strapped
Your bitch keep on staring
Your bitch gon get kidnapped
In the club, Offset keep throwing the racks
Money all over the floor to my kneecaps

All this money on me, I feel like Floyd
(too much money) i got too much money on me
They can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She gon' shake her ass for the money
I be living fast for the money aTL ATL ATL
Nigga taking chances for the money
Still hustle hard for the money
Nigga can’t starve for the money
Nigga fuck being broke
Nigga fuck being broke
Can’t run out of money