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Warhol.SS

They Know

 

They Know


Juggin the box, and we trap out the 4 doors
Pop out the car, and they taking them photos
They know I'ma do it, I came out here solo
Christian my body, Dior with the VLONE
Keep this shit gang so I know of my purpose
Walk in there latest, I float on the surface
Pick all the baddest, ain't worried bout hoes
These niggas hating, they know I'm the GOAT
They know I'm a killer, [?] knowing you're civil
They know I'm a dripper
They know how we living, they know how we sipping
They keep it a hundred, they know I be tripping
They know how we ship it, I fly with them pigeons
Don't play with lil' shawty, they know how I kick it
They know I be fitted, I step in the illest
I fuck up these racks and they know I'm ma flip 'em

Check coming in, got a fee for the videos
Drown if you want bitch, I don't do silly hoes
Five racks spent quick, that's how the fit go
Eat some right quick, that's how your bitch go
Player ass nigga, I'm Coach K veteran
[?] at the door, tell my lil' nigga let 'em in
Check one, check two, check three, uh
I put your bitch on a jet ski, uh
Fresh lil' nigga, I'm minty
Bad lil' bitch, she fit me
Can't no fuck nigga kick me
Get your bitch, she tempting
We got the dope, scratch out the floor
Thirty five hundred the coke, fuck on your ho make her croak

Juggin the box, and we trap out the 4 doors
Pop out the car, and they taking them photos
They know I'ma do it, I came out here solo
Christian my body, Dior with the VLONE
Keep this shit gang so I know of my purpose
Walk in there latest, I float on the surface
Pick all the baddest, ain't worried bout hoes
These niggas hating, they know I'm the GOAT
They know I'm a killer, [?] knowing you're civil
They know I'm a dripper
They know how we living, they know how we sipping
They keep it a hundred, they know I be tripping
They know how we ship it, I fly with them pigeons
Don't play with lil' shawty, they know how I kick it
They know I be fitted, I step in the illest
I fuck up these racks and they know I'm ma flip 'em

done

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