You Already Know

(albüm: Banana Clips Vol. 1 - 2018)

Cass and Beans you bitch ass niggas
Philly pistol banging we gon make'em pay

You already know (yeah)
It's the boss of all bosses
Well repected, reputation flawless
Street record, no losses
Movie on my life it's a toss-up
Between Spike and Tarantino
Well connected like Nicodemo
Skinny Joey, uh, come on you niggas know me
Capo dei capi need work get at me
One four deuce in Amsterdam (Action Man)
I'm on the hill all day, getting it the long way
Hicks on broadway call me poppy, oh yeah
Now move bitch, get out the way, ay
The hustler home, I know the game missing me (Come on Cass)
Me and B Mac on the track, the game history
Picture me letting these bitch niggas get to me
You could use my life to write a murder mystery
And my fist a little crystally
My watch on freeze I got more cheese than Little Italy (Philly stand up)
And you ain't got a coin, ya checks go boing
I get change, big chain hang to my groin
And I could go to the car lot in a hardtop
And pull another coupe off jag with the soft top
I'ma take the roof off, I don't do the sunroofs
And I chrome the boots off dawg I got dumb loot
Yo Mac, tell 'em how hard niggas go (Man it's state pen)
[?] they already know

You got beef than watch ya back
You already know
Stand up niggas never act yo
You already know
You gotta keep ya enemies close
You already know
And never leave home without toast
You already know
Real niggas do what they want
You already know
Bitch niggas do what you told
You already know
You gotta play the hand you was dealt
You already know
Two real niggas living by the code man
You already know

Uh
You niggas already know how me and Cass get down
Nigga aks around, shit we'll lay a nigga casket down
Man I'll grab the Ruger, smoke him like a bag of buddha
Nah Cass, just throw him off the roof, like a parachuter
Yeah, let's see if he gon' land on his face or his feet
But Mac, I could just take the heat, put his face on the street
Or you could take the back of the gat, try breaking his teeth
Or I could hit him with the piece that could wake the deceased
I'll call the chopper, earthquaking, be shaking the street (what else)
I touch ki's I push bass like I'm makin the beat (you already know)
Slow down Cass, ya killing 'em, take it easy on 'em
Nah Mac I'm not feelin 'em
Well fuck it, it's Mac and Cass, back-to-back like Mac and Brad
Fuck these fake as rappers, half these niggas fags
Designer backpacks, tight clothes dressed in drag
Try to hop up on the track look like extra swag

Man I'm the truth in the booth
Mac could bust that ass
Cass a beast on the beat
Yeah I'll crush that ass
And I'm for sure with the flow (who dat?)
Ghetto fab (F-A, B-O)
I keep the meter on the dash like the yellow cab
Wings on the hood, b's on the pedal tabs
It's Bentley Beans. then it's Continental Cass
Flying spur Fabo on the collabo
I'm like zab-do when I let the jab go
In the lab yo, word players like Scrabble
Yo Fabo, you ain't bad with the vocab yo
I bag snow and blow strawberry dro
Cass, it is what it is, you already know nigga

You got beef than watch ya back
You already know
Stand up niggas never act yo
You already know
You gotta keep ya enemies close
You already know
And never leave home without toast
You already know
Real niggas do what they want
You already know
Bitch niggas do what you told
You already know
You gotta play the hand you was dealt
You already know
Two real niggas living by the code man
You already know