YaKnow (Tell Me Something)

Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, yea the cloth from sax fifth
And I could never fk a broke ass bitch (yaknow)
Mastermind for the cash and you ns just be moving to slow
I just do my lil dance on that bh (yaknow)

I just woke and Imm sh*ttin out a hit
Then a drop a lil racky on a monday fit
Black, tensile skinny pants they rock star tight but I still kick it
And I tried to take my life a couple times but I'm still livin, yea
I need the loud pack just to cope
I been down bad i been broke
Feel like rick james off the coke
But my og's told me no
And I'm always with the future like I'm DJ esko
Made a play for long range but it feel like free throws
Don't drink the promethazine slow
Undercover fiend hoe
I ain't politicking with ya bh ass fn clique bro
No acknowledgement all that fake sh*t gotta go
Ima doctor bh I'll give ya a face lift if ya don't, uhh

Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Yea the cloth from sax fifth yaknow
And I could never fk a broke a bh
Mastermind for the cash and you ns just be moving too slow
I just do my lil dance on that bh yaknow

And I knew I was the man since middle school
And I ain't never ever try to be cool
Oh he so intelligent but why he actin like a fool
I ain't never gonna do what the fk no man tell me to
Who the fk are you bh I'm a god and I'm telling you
Made the fn rules but them sh*ts ain't unbreakable
And I always taught my damn self, don't give a fk bout school
I might think I'm stanzyk in this bh yea Im a fn fool
Grand daddy og, but im off my fn rocker
Lil bh its anarchy 187 to a copper
Link cg and vgb then we fn with them boppers
When I'm down in Lv all my ns got pocket rockets
Got keep the cdg under the supreme thats just the basics
So that girl she really feeling me her boyfriend rocking asics
Thrash too hard in some designer fk it up and then replace it
And I ain't even make it still ya bh get naked, uh

Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Tell me Something
Tell me Something
Tell me Something, uh
Yea the cloth from sax fifth yaknow
And I could never fk a broke a bh
Mastermind for the cash and you ns just be moving too slow
I just do my lil dance on that bh yaknow



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Writer(s): Marcus Bryant
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