They Know (feat. Jelly Roll & Caskey) [Slowed Down]

Yeah, this been a long fuckin' time comin' (it been a long time comin')
I've been waitin' to say that shit (uh, bitch)
Yuh, this was all

Word of mouth (word of mouth) came a long way
From movin' dime bags in the park in the middle of the dark
In the spark to a long J
And get it your own way (own way)
'Cause I was in chopwood had a lot of goods
Couple of hoes where your bitch stay well, that's my hood, I'm
Good as I can be, what I can be
Is in the middle of the mix
Never been a trick, but I want that candy

She see a chip, she want the anti
I'm a pimp, don't need a plan B
I'm too wise, arrested two times
Boy, it's no wonder that her father can't stand me
Oh, and I'm a asshole
Only give a fuck 'bout that pole, that pole
With her tits out and her ass throwed
Throwin' dollars up, that's cash flow
Blat, so ride it till it fall off the axle
Why you throwin' hoods up? Boy, it ain't that cold
You can get took up through there by the backdoor

And I'm all white, but my soul it like a black hole boy
And my team off the wall
Now we on the ground homie (ground homie)
Orlando, Florida, that's my town homie (yeah)
And I run that shit
I do this here for my people
And I blow 19 blunts for the 19 years, livin' in a world that's so lethal
This is the sequel

'Cause I've been around the block before (block before)
Not a killer, but I've held that Glock before (Glock before)
Not a dealer, but I used to cop the dro
Got caught with a couple O's
Now I'm gettin' back to the racks and the cops they know (they know)

They done been around the block before (block before)
Not a killer, but I've held that Glock before (Glock before)
Not a dealer, but I used to cop the dro
Got caught with a couple O's
Now I'm gettin' back to the racks and the cops they know (they know)

I'm good anywhere
Make sure the Arm and Hammer, it snows there
I'm known from Atlanta to Orlando yeah, I'm known there (ay, what up?)
Neighborhood so bad not even fuckin' Santa goes there
You can cut the bullshit short, like Amber Rose here
Wake up in the mornin' 8 o'clock sharp
And I'm back to the trap 'til the next day (c'mon)

No lie all day, serve fiends all night
Makin' money clippin' hair like a fresh fade
Tote a pole, so much money inside of my pocket fuck around they might overdose
Overlord, still gotta have a ton comin' down from the south of San Antonio (what?)
Yeah, they know it's raw
And they know I roll
Tell her saddle up like a motherfuckin' rodeo

Fuck her one time and I do it so good
That the bitch treat me like my name was Romeo
Let me breathe in, breathe out, on to the next blunt
I'm just tryna make another motherfuckin' hundred thousand dollars in the next month
One of them artist that go to jail more than TIP (what up?)
Tell 'em Caskey went from ashy to classy kinda like he's B.I.G
Standin' in the VIP rollin' molly on the couch
Screamin' all I do is win, kinda like I'm DJ Khaled

'Cause I've been around the block before
Not a killer, but I've held that Glock before
Not a dealer, but I used to cop the dro
Got caught with a couple O's
Now I'm gettin' back to the racks and the cops they know

They done been around the block before (block before)
Not a killer, but I've held that Glock before (Glock before)
Not a dealer, but I used to cop the dro
Got caught with a couple O's
Now I'm gettin' back to the racks and the cops they know (they know)

(What?!)