Wanna Know

Yeah, yeah
Let that shit rock, let that shit rock, yeah
Hold up, AK, check it

I can take you places you ain't go (You ain't go, ay)
Shawty wanna' know, ay
Shawty wanna' know
I'm just kickin', chillin' with the bros (With the bro's, yeah)
Brodie get an O, yeah roll a couple cones
Check it

Ah, she came to the crib, time to body rock
Stayed for the night cos' she fell in love
I don't feel the same girl I'm just too young, yeah
Feelings can wait till' I'm poppin' off
All the songs, all the clothes, all the birds, all the drugs
No good is just not enough, yeah
Said I'd practice patience but this just the start, bitches already hatin'
They sayin' like AK you think you gon' blow
What, you think you a star
Cos' you got couple hoes
No I know I'm the bomb, composition C4
I believe all my thoughts gon' reflect on the world
If you only had dreams that go haunting your sleep
Then maybe my baby you would understand me
But you don't she a local so I gotta' leave
Only foreigns in foreigns that's how I'ma be

I can take you places you ain't go (You ain't go, ay)
Shawty wanna' know, ay shawty wanna' know
I'm just kickin', chillin' with the bro's (With the bro's, yeah)
Brodie get an O, yeah roll a couple cones, ugh
I just wanna' see all my dreams
Come to the light like the star I'ma be
Cos' I ain't like the guys from before
I'ma fucking star, yeah, I'm a fucking star, ugh

A fucking star and I told 'em too
You know you just gotta' believe in yourself before anyone else can
Know what I mean

Little bad bitch
And she all up in my fit
So I take her to the room
Red camera light, flick
And the way that she been throwing it back I don't wanna' quit
With a booty like Kim
And her lips so french
I got a question baby tell me a spot, a store that you wanna' go
Is it Paris cos' you look like you belong on Vogue
And you can drop your fucking man though, he gotta' go
We'll explore the unknown, with some bands I'ma blow, ay

I can take you places you ain't go (You ain't go, ay)
Shawty wanna' know, yeah shawty wanna' know
I'm just kickin', chillin' with the bro's (With the bro's, yeah)
Brodie get an O, yeah roll a couple cones, ugh
I just wanna' see all my dreams
Come to the light like the star I'ma be
Cos' I ain't like the guys from before, ugh
I'ma fucking star, yeah, I'm a fucking star, ay

Yeah, yeah, ay
Let that shit girl I'm bussin' aw yeah
Let that shit rock girl I'm doing my dance
Let that shit rock girl I'm doing some shit that I ain't gotta' prove
I been busting on your ass, I'm busting on fools
And I'm taking me places, I wanna' go
You wanna know
Shawty let's roll, yeah
I got my money for me, ay
I just been doing the shit that I do cos' I'm doing the things that I please
Like I give a fuck what they think
Done



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Writer(s): Arthur Lubas
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