NIGGAZ KNOW

Niggas know, yea the jig is up This for all the pretty bitches Back in high school I ain’t ever get to f*ck Three years later, if I whip it out in the whip Guarantee my dick get sucked Yea I know I’m probably trippin But, I don’t a f*ck I’ve been gettin buck Buck shots, hol up lemme switch up Need a bad bitch, thick as f*ck I can hit, but I’ll never wife it though Hit it once, hit it twice Take it, get you high But I never liked to smoke I got tears fallin, let me cry alone I got fears that I’ll probably die alone Need a AP, know what time I’m on I was eighteen, Jetta ride alongs Niggas know, yea the jig is up I was sleepin on a sectional Now you in my section, you can’t sit with us I’m tryna keep this shit professional But I don’t give a f*ck, kept it in the tuck God callin, I ain’t givin up Man these niggas know what’s up in my cup Runneth over, I’m the young jehova Rappin like I ran with the brick importers Now it’s fortune five hunnid, brick and mortars We wanted Richard dead, God did it for us This for all the niggas playin Heartbreak But I know them niggas didn’t order Niggas know Niggas know Niggas know I’ve been in my bag, I leveled up Send him up to God, eye level yup Can I get the chain ice bezeled up? I done seen so many die where I’m from You ain’t really tryna slide where I’m from You ain’t really tryna die? Better run