Big Nagle, GetRichZay - Know It lyrics

(Damn, wavy, why you do 'em like that?)
Pah pah, pah (Yup)
Ayy, Blackie, ayy, Solid Gang, nigga
(Fuck goin' on?) ayy, Lil Tay (Fire)
Let that lil' ho hit (Fire)
Let's go (Pew) , yup

Fuck around
(Aight) , leave a nigga outta sight (Come on)
Ayy, your bitch mad, she come suck my dick
(Yup) , that's just outta spice (Damn)
I fucked around and drunk and four raw
(Raw, raw) , I ran outta Sprite (Aight
Come on) that 762 make his body fall
(Boom, boom) , he ran
Outta light (Boom, boom, boom)
My plug fucked around, started sellin' bags
(Sellin' bags) , he ran outta white (Yup
Damn)
Niggas think I'm Fifty, we gon' send 'em up
(Damn up) , just like a satellite (Aight
Let's go) this chop hold sixty
(Pah, pah) , it came with some kicks (Pah
Pah) , better grip it tight (Aight, come on)
Lil Flip don't bale it
When you drive this car
(Skrrt) , you better whip it
Right (Aight, comе on, whip, let's go)
I just fucked your bitch, that was last night
(I swear)
I was just down bad, I was stuck on my dick
I got my cash right (Got my cash right)
My momma told mе, "Zay, slow down"
She know I'm livin' the fast life
(She know I'm like that, shh)
A nigga swing a punch on me
I swear that that's his last fight
(yeah, I swear to God)
Damn, this lil' O smokio
(Uh, huh) , big-ass 40 pole (Big-ass 40)
Ayy, nigga try that shit with Fifty Gang
We leave his body hopeless (What else?)
Yup, I done ran through fifty racks
(Fifty K)
I ain't even know it (I ain't even)
I be thinkin' most these niggas cap
They just gotta show it
(They just gotta prove)

Most of these pussy niggas cap
They won't fuckin' show up
Yeah, I keep that bitch in my
Lap, I know I'm fuckin', blew it
(I'm doin') like some motherfuckers luggage
You know I fuckin' tote it (My bag)
I'ma wild card, bitch nigga
Live the fuckin' Joker (Joker)
Leave your bitch by me, nigga
I swear I fuckin' poke her (Mm-mm)
After I give her dead dick
I swear I don't even fuck a new one (I did)
But I did, I bend her over
I got love like I'm from Lipkovo
Bust it on her like a soda, pussy nigga
I thought I told ya
You know how I step in and
Most your pussy niggas talkin'
But y'all rappin' i told that bitch that she
Can't fuck me, yup, without her friend
(She can't) and you already know more bank
That bitch I'm gonna send (A M)
And you know I'm about my business, bitch
I'm gonna win (Mm hmm)
Just got me a new Glock, so yeah
I got a twin (That bitch)
All headshots, pussy
I may make nut your chin (Your chin)
On that demon time, bitch
You know I had to grim
Roll the window down, bitch
I had to loose the tint
Had to take a look back, got me
Made me cringe (That ho)
Spin that corner one more time
Gotta get his pin (I do)
All that tough talkin' shit
That's what it get you in (Mm-mm)
I done put the fuckin' city on the map again
(I did)