Yeah, yeah
You know I ain't trippin', we won't never be trippin' (yeah)
Ayy

If you know, you know (if you know), if you don't, you broke (you broke)
Five-hour drive to see my guys 'cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
Cut them niggas down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no more (cut them niggas down)
That nigga face is no good, don't let 'em near your ho (bitch)

Keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much (stop)
I'm trippin', I done bought too much, I'm tippin', pass it out like Trump (beep)
Niggas throwin' salt on me like he just wanna fuck (i know)
She look back and started laughin', "I just wanna fuck" (ah)

Ain't got much to say, fuck it, if you play, you lay (uh)
Snatch a Kit from Circle K, it's Wocky in my Ocean Spray (lean)
Project ho, I spiced her up, she used to rockin' Milky Way (uh)
Had the face, I fixed her body, now she pretty and she paid (let's go)
This a Ferrari horse, I never had a taste for Porsche (Ooh)
How the fuck is diamonds on your buffs, you must come from Detroit? (no)
Bitch, I put on for the M, locked in with niggas from the D (face)
Every week me and my sneaky link be at the conference suite (uh)
Might go routes on the red eye, I took the jet to fuckin' stand by
I don't know why you niggas trollin', you a dead guy if it backfire
They know I'm the sickest, when I drop I do Corona numbers (big)
How the fuck you rockin' fifty pointers, never shot a jumper? (big Bagg)

If you know, you know (if you know), if you don't, you broke (you broke)
Five-hour drive to see my guys 'cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
Cut them niggas down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no more (cut them niggas down)
That nigga face is no good, don't let 'em near your ho (bitch)

Keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much (stop)
I'm trippin', I done bought too much, I'm tippin', pass it out like Trump (beep)
Niggas throwin' salt on me like he just wanna fuck (I know)
She look back and started laughin', "I just wanna fuck" (ah)

Look at the ass on her (what?), I hit the gas on 'em (skrrt, err)
I got the bag on 'em (yeah), I drip then splash on 'em (splash)
Snatch it off the lot and hit the block without the tags on it (uh-huh)
Nigga dropped the window, pop an opp and shoot to California (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Movin' on my toes like a ballerina
She tryna suck me dry, call her Vampirina (damn, girl)
How the fuck a nigga catch COVID, all that Perc' and lean? (how the fuck?)
How the fuck I make it out the hood with all that dirt and skin? (how the fuck?)
One time for the real niggas who locked down, kept it real (real)
Five hoes at Ruth Chris, what you want? I'll pay the bill (it ain't shit)
Nigga say that he hate me, then he basically hate the real (what?)
Niggas tryna be iced up, have a hard time payin' bills (dumb ass nigga)
Niggas lost in the sauce (niggas lost in the sauce)
Two chains, came from her cheese and they clear when they divorce (water, bitch)
Bad bitches ain't gon' touch you, nigga go and get the boss (just go and get me)
I told my bitch, "Don't cross me", so I bought her ass a cross, yeah
Heron pressin', steppin'
Pressure, you can't see the weapon (you can't see)
You don't want that big B11
Poured up, got floor seats to Breslin (boy)
My young boy be hoopin' (huh)
The other one be shootin' (brrt)
At first I was a student (at first)
We kick his door, we lootin' (we in your shit)

If you know, you know (if you know), if you don't, you broke (you broke)
Five-hour drive to see my guys 'cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
Cut them niggas down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no more (cut them niggas down)
That nigga face is no good, don't let 'em near your ho (bitch)

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Writer(s): Demario Dewayne Jr. White, Marcellus Register