Specxfic - Who Knows lyrics
[Specxfic - Who Knows lyrics]
These niggas don't even know
I see a red light, go
I'm in the trap with a 4
We see him throwing them four's
These niggas don't even know
Eeny ma-miney ma-moe
I got my shooter name Moe
He get gone in the door
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows? (Fifteenhundred)
We get 'em gone who seen 'em
We get 'em gone, John Cena
I'm in the trap like arena
Mexican shooter, "El beepa"
I'm too high, I ain't talking no reefah
Broke up with her then said, I'm Libra
Yeah, Yeah (Skrrt)
Yeah, Yeah (Huh huh, Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
I ain't gon' lie all these niggas
They broke
And they talking too much (Shut up)
KB pulled up with fifteen goddamn pints
And it's still not enough
(Fifteen goddamn pints)
I just pulled up and took yo ho
Where we goin? To lunch (Huh, huh, huh)
Told her she can get a Uber home
She ain't getting that much
These niggas don't even know
I see a red light, go
I'm in the trap with a 4
We see him throwing them four's
These niggas don't even know
Eeny ma-miney ma-moe
I got my shooter name Moe
He get gone in the door
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows?
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows?
We get 'em gone, who seen 'em?
We get 'em gone, John Cena
I'm in the trap like arena
Mexican shooter, "El beepa"
I'm too high, I ain't talking no reefah
Broke up with her then said, I'm Libra
(Pew, pew, skrrt, huh, huh)
I see a red light, go
I'm in the trap with a 4
We see him throwing them four's
These niggas don't even know
Eeny ma-miney ma-moe
I got my shooter name Moe
He get gone in the door
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows? (Fifteenhundred)
We get 'em gone who seen 'em
We get 'em gone, John Cena
I'm in the trap like arena
Mexican shooter, "El beepa"
I'm too high, I ain't talking no reefah
Broke up with her then said, I'm Libra
Yeah, Yeah (Skrrt)
Yeah, Yeah (Huh huh, Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
I ain't gon' lie all these niggas
They broke
And they talking too much (Shut up)
KB pulled up with fifteen goddamn pints
And it's still not enough
(Fifteen goddamn pints)
I just pulled up and took yo ho
Where we goin? To lunch (Huh, huh, huh)
Told her she can get a Uber home
She ain't getting that much
These niggas don't even know
I see a red light, go
I'm in the trap with a 4
We see him throwing them four's
These niggas don't even know
Eeny ma-miney ma-moe
I got my shooter name Moe
He get gone in the door
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows?
Shit going down to the flo'
We get you gone, who knows?
We get 'em gone, who seen 'em?
We get 'em gone, John Cena
I'm in the trap like arena
Mexican shooter, "El beepa"
I'm too high, I ain't talking no reefah
Broke up with her then said, I'm Libra
(Pew, pew, skrrt, huh, huh)