I Know

Angels

Fah, fah, fah, bee
We love you, Tecca (fa, fa)

Hop in this party and poured up a four
Shawty said my shit crank, I know
Hop in the coupe, where you want to go?
I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more
We spin his block, no finger roll
Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post
Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose
Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose

I think that I'm toxic, she cannot get rid of me
Man, I heard a lot of niggas been dissing
These niggas just mad 'cause they bitches streamed Epiphany
These niggas smoke .5's, bitch, are you kidding me?
Why you laughing?
They know real shit wasn't that funny for you to be geeking
And that's why I don't wife these hoes, they be tweaking

These niggas my sons, you know I'm gon' beat 'em
And I haven't been dropping, I know that y'all fiending
Man, these niggas be mad 'cause Lil' 'Dami succeeding
Why your whole gang been sharing that gun? It's misleading
And these niggas be trashing, that's why you receding
Pedal to the metal, R6, we speeding
Shawty say she love me but I'm still cheating
'Bout to hit up Dubai for a weekend (gang)

Hop in this party and poured up a four
Shawty said my shit crank, I know
Hop in the coupe, where you want to go?
I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more
We spin his block, no finger roll
Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post
Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose
Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose

Hop in this party and poured up a four
Shawty said my shit crank, I know
Hop in the coupe, where you want to go?
I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more
We spin his block, no finger roll
Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post
Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose
Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose



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Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, David Wallace
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