Ack Like You Know

(album: Mail On Sunday - 2008)

Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly
I let them rubber bands fly
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey
My whole squad iced out
My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey

Why ask a question that already got an answer?
End of discussion, meet the polar bears, you pandas
Rubber-band bonanza
When I'm in the land of
Twenty grand a standard
Make you understand us
I'm sorry if you ain't got ya stacks up
Tell yo click to patch up
That envy get you patched up
Dog, y'ain't ready for this
Machine thang ready to spit
I ain't just telling you shit
Peat game look at my wrist
Flo Rida franchise, I'm like the pizza man
All about cheese, full of dough
Let me grease ya hands
Mobile I ain't local
Ghetto nigga, done with postal
Stunting hard, that's my focal
Now my cash going coastal

Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly
I let them rubber bands fly
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey
My whole squad iced out
My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey

The world don't revolve around me
That's what the haters say 'til that revolver 'round me
Fort Knox, I'm in the spot
Big knocks, right off the block
Closed shop, come in that drop
Hoes flock, giving me props
I used to be gross, 'til that income grossed
Me enough to toast, like I'm on the sitcoms
Champagne overdose
East Coast, West Coast
Came in the game, with a remote
Turn on my fame, I got the glow
A project dude? The new dollar signs
All this from on the grind
All this from writing rhymes
Silver shoe boxes, big faces on my watches
Seven figures that's the object
No more canned Vienna sausage

Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly
I let them rubber bands fly
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey
My whole squad iced out
My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey

Flo Rida so abusive to them Ben Franks
Rubber bands flying like the pilot had too many dranks
Turbulence, she making it bounce
I got the best seat in the house
Twerking it, I'm losing count
She working for that dollar 'mount
A privilege just to be a prospector, balling
Mo' issues a pistol falling
Official, the shot calling
Holding it down, setting it off
Money to floss, bitch I'm a boss
Takinh a loss, no matter the cost
Women to toss, I live in a loft
Carol City, doing big thangs, baby
Them Dade County streets raised me
Ever since the early 80s
APT's, live in the hood
Triple beams, slanging that good
Krispy Kreme, where I stood
Living the dream, just like I should

Ain't no need to ask why
I let them rubber bands fly
I let them rubber bands fly
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey
My whole squad iced out
My niggas so trill, my niggas so trill
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Ack like you know, ack, ack like you know
Hey