Jus Kno
If its up there its stuck there
I aint sparin nan one of these fuck niggaz
I gotta 30 in the car and a gun in the club
They like "how tf you get a gun in here"
"That aint yo business"
Roll wit my strap on the daily
Ima keep my lil one wit me cuz that my baby
Ima keep my phone on cuz nigga that's what pay me
Ima have that shit on every time ya see me!
We don't pass blunts lil homie We all have our own weed
I come out that bottom we aint really have shit
I know how to double that jus come wit being there
When im goin thru it I aint playin fair
Jus kno that
Kno that gotta kno that
When im goin thru it
I aint playin fair jus kno that...
I slung at the store serving lil baggies
I had dem lil boyz go in there smashin
I cop from them hoes who was out snatchin
I brought it fa my hoe and she wasn't never happy
Ungrateful ass bitch
Aint got it but you ungrateful ass bitch
I was takin mad risks, throwing rocks at the penitentiary
I stole from the store when I didn't have it
I told Dem lil hoez show me where he at
I had. them lil boyz goin crazy
Pull up fuck that yay yay
Y'all better just up that Mac 11
Spray that man whoever standin there
Ya empty it like the garbage man takin out the trash
We lay by the garbage can like dead presidents
Nigga do whatever when that cheddar low believe me
Better kno that
When im goin thru it I aint playin fair
Just kno that
I aint sparin nan one of these fuck niggaz
I gotta 30 in the car and a gun in the club
They like "how tf you get a gun in here"
"That aint yo business"
Roll wit my strap on the daily
Ima keep my lil one wit me cuz that my baby
Ima keep my phone on cuz nigga that's what pay me
Ima have that shit on every time ya see me!
We don't pass blunts lil homie We all have our own weed
I come out that bottom we aint really have shit
I know how to double that jus come wit being there
When im goin thru it I aint playin fair
Jus kno that
Kno that gotta kno that
When im goin thru it
I aint playin fair jus kno that...
I slung at the store serving lil baggies
I had dem lil boyz go in there smashin
I cop from them hoes who was out snatchin
I brought it fa my hoe and she wasn't never happy
Ungrateful ass bitch
Aint got it but you ungrateful ass bitch
I was takin mad risks, throwing rocks at the penitentiary
I stole from the store when I didn't have it
I told Dem lil hoez show me where he at
I had. them lil boyz goin crazy
Pull up fuck that yay yay
Y'all better just up that Mac 11
Spray that man whoever standin there
Ya empty it like the garbage man takin out the trash
We lay by the garbage can like dead presidents
Nigga do whatever when that cheddar low believe me
Better kno that
When im goin thru it I aint playin fair
Just kno that
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Writer(s): Curtis Duren Jr
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