Let Me Know (feat. Eric Deflecie)

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
Split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
Split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows

Been a minute since
Frishh be spitting
Just like that Split Pizzy is clicking
You thought I was done
Down and out finished
You wouldn't step to me
I'm a handle my business
Your stupid little gimmick
And I'm tearing up your image
And I'm ripping every beat
That Frishh is given
I'm a man on a mission
And I'm counting down the minutes
And we can line it up
Start it up like a scrimmage
Send in your men
It's coming to an end
I'm deadly with the pen
I'm a start a new trend
I got a white tee
And your girl like me
You can try and fight me
But your losing again
You can put it on wax
And try and clap back
With your silly whack raps
But it's unlikely
I got a back pack
That's where the stacks at
I rock a snap back
And a pair of nike's
I'm staying fresh these tracks I bless
Welp
Fred beat to the rescue
I'm far from a gangster
Never been a convict
Killer with the pencil
You can call me JohnWick
Fin to get it popping
Just like a mosh pit
Hit after hit yo
Now I'm going bonkers
My fit so clean
Completely spotless
They didn't think I win
But God did

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows

Silent
Let me run it by you
Who be the bitch that ever
Want to fight you
Violence
Who want to try it
Who wants to rumble with
The mother fucking giant
Lion
Top of the food chain
Price of fame dropped
Like mother fucking hoo sane
Who's sane cool game
Banging my head to the beat
In a new way school day
Class is in session
Who would have thought
I teach these lessons
Tempting
Hotter then lava don't got dough
Baby I got you
Beast aye make it look easy
Flow so good I stay breezy
Feed me see more
Beat is so sick I think I got a fever
Restore
Flows so dumb all you go to do
Is maybe just read more
Weed store
Don't get high all I got to do
Is drink a miller light high life
High rise
Price of fame baby
Yeah that's my life twilight
Fright night
Who wants to get in the ring
It's fight night

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows

If you want it boy
You can just let me know
Talking all that smack
Keep putting on a show
But your music's whack
So you know
You got to go
split pizzy we back
And we spitting out them flows



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Friscia
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