I Know (feat. ZAINE X)

Aye, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Aye aye, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Aye aye, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Aye aye, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, aye I know you don't like me that's why I do not give a f*ck Get money like Spike Lee and drugs throw that in the trunk She hate that I might be the one but she say I'm the one Yeah the brick was too pricey so I had to go get me a gun, aye I know you don't like me that's why I do not give a f*ck Get money like Spike Lee and drugs throw that in the trunk She hate that I might be the one but she say I'm the one Yeah the brick was too pricey so I had to go get me a gun, aye F*ck how you feel all of them feelings don't feel em for real Hitting my ceiling I'm being for real Working for months with my team in the field Carrying luggage I get to the bag Search for a heart that I ain't ever had Filling my cup with whatever we have Stain on my shirt that's from working with Bash, aye I'm feeling too honest all of that shit that you talkin Heard they was plotting shit keep me yawning Shorty come f*ck me til I get exhausted Y'all not about shit but lately I wonder if money I'm better around it Cause back when I didn't have it I had to tell myself go work around it, aye That's some shit ain't that bout a bitch Going hard for myself and made an album bout a bitch, aye Who you is who the f*ck you is Said don't mind what I'm saying my emotions kinda mixed My emotions kinda mixed just like this liquor that I sip Don't compare me to no others cause I'm different with my shit Bitch I'm prolific this shit and I can't trip over no bitch I think twice before I leave without that clip up on my hip And I know she like the way that I just pulled up in the coupe Hit my line and tell me when you tryna slide and I'll come through If you ain't getting no money got no time to f*ck with you These niggas talking tough online but forget they ain't bulletproof, damn Hold up wait a minute they done let me out the cage You hear the engine when I'm shiftin and switchin through different lanes For the guap I'm on a mission I get it in different ways And I heard her nigga trippin I get it but I ain't fazed, nah Way too high to give two fucks Try my side the clips gon' bust My bitch fly you can look don't touch We know you ain't getting no money, you bluff All that shit you talk just cap Once I spend that get it back Hundreds stuff 'em in a sack I think I need a duffel bag And I know that they don't like me they done told me enough Regardless if these niggas do or don't I don't give a f*ck And if you wanna keep on goin I ain't holdin' you up Imma keep getting this paper then keep running it up because I know you don't like me that's why I do not give a f*ck Get money like Spike Lee and drugs throw that in the trunk She hate that I might be the one but she say I'm the one Yeah the brick was too pricey so I had to go get me a gun, aye I know you don't like me that's why I do not give a f*ck Get money like Spike Lee and drugs throw that in the trunk She hate that I might be the one but she say I'm the one Yeah the brick was too pricey so I had to go get me a gun, aye