I Know

Song

I Know

Babyface Ray, G.T. · Codeine Cowboy · 2025 · 3:27

Lyrics

(Get off, June) What's that shit you-? Yeah What's that shit you sippin', bitch? Ayy, what's that shit you sippin', Face? What's that shit you rockin', boy? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt) Pop out, they be lookin', huh? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know Private diamonds shoppin', Mr. Wilson This don't need no filter, she just wanna feel it Baby girl, don't touch me, they might- Twist the wavy flakes, it got me glidin' with no Heelys Changed my name to Millie's Say they heard the Colonel goin' corporate Jumped right off the road and showed these lil' nigga tourin' For sure, numbers goin' up just like some Lamborghini doors Niggas can't be players and be mad about a whore Floor seats, Pistons game, whoever game on everything Jack Ripp Denim cost more than your petty chain Rims on your hooptie, lil' nigga, you a baller, huh? Twenty-twenty foes like a shark when it's crawlin' up Crazy, I been slammin', all these bitches still ain't tall enough Nigga, you ain't shoppin', you ain't coppin', why you callin' us? Lately, I been lookin' from the top, how you get there? Thought that shit was turnt when your watch cost a brick fair I'm just a overseas city boy Codeine, cowboy, titty boy Hear me, boy? Seals from my Philly boys Get out here and get a, get a job, I ain't get a choice High off life, I'm in the sky, I can hear a voice What's that shit you sippin', Face? What's that shit you rockin', boy? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt) Pop out, they be lookin', huh? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas tryna keep up with us, why I'm thinkin' we ain't far enough Got on a quarter mil' with no chains, Face, stall 'em out Hoes gon' moped to us if we call 'em out (I swear) If a nigga make a false move, cuz chalk him out Wavy Navy just walked in, hoes fallin' out 80s racks, all 50s, both pockets bulgin' out They turn into some fans when the hatin' stop workin' out Every time we fall up in they spot, the bar, we bought it out Nigga start talkin' money, man, I just ignore the shit So much paper in the crib, they think we hoard the shit Mix Cartier with Tiffany, man, you couldn't even afford this shit Just got a new mansion, now I'm pickin' out what floors to get Thinkin' 'bout which whore to hit, different kinda drip Man, you can't even go order this, you ain't even important yet You might see us in the D, then the next day we boardin' jets Niggas talkin' work when they ain't even cross the border yet Ayy, what's that shit you sippin', Face? What's that shit you rockin', boy? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt) Pop out, they be lookin', huh? Niggas wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know Niggas wanna soak up game, I know, I know, I know, I know

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