What You Know About It

(album: Catastrophic - 2012)

[Intro:]
Nigga, you know who the fuck we is?
(The Conglomerate...)

[Verse 1:]
Fuck boy, I'm a money hoe
I truck a wealthy nigga 'fore you ever see my money low
Alfredo, I got fettuccini, they be rapping
Talking all that money they never seen
Fronting like you got bank roll
Nigga, you don't make dough
Birthday over, one slice left of cake, though
They be on that funny shit, we be on that money shit
Catch 'em drinking, pull up on that bar, give you a 20 clip
Rap life, trap life, black white, stash pipes
Back streets masking up watching for the flashlights
Your girl wanna suck me off, she ain't have to ask twice
Big strong brother and I'm out like it's my last night
Cocaine cowboy, long island D-Boy
Blow is raw and that thing gleaming like Leroy
Black and yellow Smith & Wesson that's my bumble bee toy
And they gon' reminisce over your ass, trouble T-Roy
Yeah! Yeah! When I let that thing go
The whole club sleeping on the floor like it's hangover
Monday is Juliette's, Tuesday is Green House
Wednesday and butter, I'm a pull out all this green
And let it go!

[Hook:]
What you know about it?
Get green, whip clean, what you know about it?
Put them, put them hands up if you know about it
Don't never see a broke motherfucker 'round me
What you know about it?
Get green, whip clean, what you know about it?
Put them, put them, put them hands up if you know about it
You ain't never seen a broke motherfucker 'round me

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Mad machete, Busta Rhymes, you ain't ready, boy
Fucking something up when it's coming to that fetti, boy
Lil' lame niggas better get your parachute and jump
Get up off my plane 'fore my niggas para-shoot-you-up
Think I'm saying peace when I throw them fucking deuces up?
I'm only signaling niggas to start hanging them nooses up
Somebody gonna die, break a branch just to beat you
Go! Chop the body parts and let the pigs eat you
Holes through every part of your body we can see through
Continue blowing the cannon, I wouldn't wanna be you
I let it go like I'm sick and hear voices
Spend money like a nigga copped a fleet of Rolls Royces
Prepared to purchase everything while exploring the choices
Then enjoy eating your food like I'm eating lobsters and oysters
Time and time again I got 'em walking like a fiend walk
I'm done speaking to niggas, I'm a let the homie Doe talk

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Brought twenty thou out and I'm a blow it
Your man pulling fifteen hundred out just to show it
If shorty ain't drinking hard liquor we'll Moet
Then it's to the Tele suite afterward so she can hoe it
She gon' swallow all of me, I'm a blow her brains out
My kids need a place to live, her mouth like a safe house
Loud pack of kush and that Goose got me spaced out
Standing on the sofa fading, sweating all my waves out (faded)
In my new Trews, slow bucks, long sleeve
Looking like I need to be posing under palm trees
And I'm quick to let my four squirt
Unemployed gangster nigga, you don't want no work
We live by the hustler testament
We cop a brick and take it to the floor like we wrestling
Throw it in the pot with the fish and we stretching it
Go and hug the corner like we sexing it, fuck boy
Eighteen-wheeler jewelry game truck, boy
She ain't drop, don't be a hater, let her cook, boy
My chrome and black nina call her lady luck
And any time you see her going down she gon' give it up
Like, let it go!

[Hook]

Let it go...