La Cracka, Kshordy, JakeJhit - Let You Know lyrics

How the fuck niggas want beef
But they ass won't drop the lo?
(Cuz they ass be scary)
How he gon' call me a ho? I'm
The reason they popped his bro 
(Got his dumbass buried)
Why the fuck Dot make a diss like
Nobody got dropped before?
(Tellin' lies like fairies)
I ain't tryna talk 'bout shit
Imma aim, cock back, and blow
(Boy, I'm livin' like Larry)
Scorin' touchdowns like Barry
Mama first son like Mary
All the opps they scary, never
Wanna come outside, shit
Prolly cuz they know what I carry
New Glock, we married, we're
Agent P like Perry
And that boy sweet like cherry
He move like Gary, fuckboy runnin' too slow
Left his pussy ass bloody like Mary

Niggas know what I do, better
Get low when I shoot
Hop out it's just me and you
Now what he gon' do? Prolly just
Run like the rest, he next
He done tripped on his shoe
Let 'em know I'm the truth
Opps wanna cap on my name like
Shordy don't be out the roof
I'm chasin' that loot
Next nigga speak on my gang gon'
Be the one under my shoe

When I come in the booth, every day
I'm spittin' the truth, the opps
They know what I do
Them niggas be cap, just wanna lie
In they raps, ain't trappin'
Ain't gettin' no loot
Get low when we shoot, know
We be aimin' for head
Them niggas be aimin' for boots
I'm aimin' for roots
Know that I'm ties and suit's
Bullets out like
Know that I'm givin' out plenty if
A nigga diss the gang
I ain't switchin' on my niggas and
I know they doin' the same
Niggas dissin' for some clout
Tryna get theyself a name
Until I pull up with that
Drac' and hit his ass, it make him sing

How the fuck niggas want beef
But they ass won't drop the lo?
(Cuz they ass be scary)
How he gon' call me a ho? I'm
The reason they popped his bro
(Got his dumbass buried)
Why the fuck Dot make a diss
Like nobody got dropped before?
(Tellin' lies like fairies)
I ain't tryna talk 'bout shit
Imma aim, cock back, and blow
(Boy, I'm livin' like Larry)
Scorin' touchdowns like Barry
Mama first son like Mary
All the opps they scary, never
Wanna come outside, shit
Prolly cuz they know what I carry
New Glock, we married, we're
Agent P like Perry
And that boy sweet like cherry
He move like Gary, fuckboy runnin' too slow
Left his pussy ass bloody like Mary

Niggas be fast, might as well
Call they ass Flash
Mama should've named that boy Barry
Shootin' like Allen, niggas doin'
All that cappin'
Why you think they end up in the 'tary?
Boy this ain't no semi, passin' out shots
Like it, this a Hellcat, bitch, not a HEMI
Niggas be willin', tellin' 'bout every
Damn-thing, fuck nigga, we grown
We ain't children you niggas be trippin'
On the 'net talkin'
'bout shit, knowin' damn well, bro
You a bitch most of y'all snitch, I can't
Even beef with them folk
Ion' wanna have chains on my wrists
Sayin' use my fists? Nigga, what the
Fuck I look like? It's 2021, imma blick
Better keep you a stick
Speakin' on Petey, nigga
That's the quickest way you
Can make that list