What They Know

[Verse 1]
Bitch don't you dare waste my time
If we ain't fucking dont hit up my line
Ruth in this booth when I rhyme
Smokie just pitch and I hit everytime
You gonna start losing your mind
Trying to find out what the fuck is in mine
Tell them to roll out the carpet
Ain't letting them slide we letting them burn and just die
Dressed to kill everytime
No need for no gun and no need for a knife
I pull in that ride and I'm banging your wife
And I'm fucking your life and I'm doing it twice
Tell all these haters the hate just ain't working
Start telling more lies
White man can't jump why the fuck I'm so fly
Pussies belong inbetween a few thighs
Owe me 10 dollars ain't giving me 9
"GASHI GASHI when the fuck is you gon' blow up"
Got a show on monday, buy a ticket bitch and show up
"GASHI GASHI should do a song with Rita"
Bitch I packed out Austin without JAY Z I don't need her
I'm moving it quick
4 days 3 nights 2 flights more than 1 whip
Doing my thing and I'm killing this shit
Sunday can't live you know what it is
Getting these chips then I dip and I flee
Like an Albanian dish, no need for no bricks
Kids from my high school still talking that shit
Tell them quit lying get off of my dick

[Chorus]
What the fuck do they know-ow (yeah)
Tell 'em quit lying, get off of my dick
What the fuck do they know-ow (yeah)
Tell 'em quit lying, get off of my dick
What the fuck do they know-ow (yeah)
Tell 'em quit lying, get off of my dick
What the fuck do they know-ow (yeah)
Tell 'em quit lying, get off of my dick

[Verse 2]
It's a new age, fuck race
Kids stuck in their new ways
HypeBeast get ya boards ready hop up on this new wave
New face sippin' this cool aid
While listening to ye new slaves
I came from the bottom, the bottom, the bottom
Killin' these beats shot 'em, I shot 'em, I shot 'em
They jock 'em, they jock 'em
They copy, they copy
Always so fresh and I never dress sloppy
Biggie came back up in a white body
I am the label so you cannot drop me
Mama seed stacking and stacking wasabi
All over the bread got me feeling so Poppy
I'm making these hits got me feeling so papi
All of these stacks got me feeling so cocky
Taking more shots than the Samm Paparazzi
Your girl in my lobby give me sloppy toppy
My dick is so big I might need me a dolly
She beatin' my meat got me feeling so rocky
I'm dumping it down for that rollie just watch me
No you cannot stop me
No you cannot stop me
I'm getting started
I run into fans as I'm looking for parking
Mama cannot afford no coffins
So there's no need for no words 'cause I kill 'em by coughing
This shit is exhausting
I'm chasin' this money no time to start joggin'
They see that you ballin'
That eagle is coming without Brian Dawkins

[Outro]
If you got a problem with me
If you got a problem with me, tell me
If you got a problem with me
If you got a problem with me, tell me
Why you telling everyone else?
Why you telling everyone else, but me?
Why you telling everyone else?
Why you telling everyone else, but me?