I Know
[Intro]
Yeah
You know we get that money nigga
Yo bitch and her friend see that
Haha, yeah
Look
[Hook]
Pull up on a bitch playing old Hot Boys
I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car
Nigga asking me did I fuck his hoe
Why you going off what you heard not what you saw
Man down think he need back up
Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up
I'm bout my business I handle that first
Get out of line, end up on a shirt
[Chorus](x2)
I know these niggas snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these niggas hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em
[Verse 2]
Look
Real shit they don't even need lights on
Whole crew walked in with ice on
This strap up grind all night song
And I'm there for my niggas right or wrong
Phone going dim gotta make the convo quick
Everywhere I go boutta hit me a lick
Think that it's broke by the way that it sit
Let em see me I don't ride with no tint
Ex - roll up another one not out that pack
But out the other one
Got me a check, went got another gun
I like to drive foreign cars for fun
Make every bitch feel like she the one
Get the pussy once and then I'm done
We ain't gon' never see rainy days
That's what my brother Gambino said
Ever since then we've been getting cake
Working nonstop nigga motherfuck break
Smoke 'em back to back help me concentrate
And the feds watching like we pushing weight
Jets bitch we so hot
The corporation that never die
Life turned green smoked out my tires
[Chorus](x2)
I know these niggas snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these niggas hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em
[Verse 3]
Walk in the spot with the Dickies fit
Already peepin' out which bitch Imma hit
My dog pointed out this one lil chick
Cute face long hair and that ass was thick
I thought to myself these the ones to watch
Cause they'll get a nigga for the chain and watch
Don't give a fuck if you got game or not
Aim or not, nigga once your got your got
Fucking up these commas
City to city, they rocking with me
And I'm being honest
Light hit my wrist and all these bitches 'round me blinded
Coming for the set its like you starting up a riot
Can't do nothing with that, huh
[Hook]
Pull up on a bitch playing old Hot Boys
I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car
Nigga asking me why I fuck his hoe
Why you going off what you heard not what you saw
Man down think he need back up
Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up
I'm bout my business I handle that first
Get out of line, end up on a shirt
[Chorus](x2)
I know these niggas snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these niggas hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em