Cheldon McQueen - You Know lyrics

[Chorus] You know we're about to get it right Yeah, bring it right back Hey, now tell me do you like that [Verse 1: Travis] Summer breeze rustling up under leaves Summer heat, hotter than the lead on Weeds Got that milk and cream and it's fresh just like an udder squeezed What's the record now? Are we three for three? True Facts and Dog Park and Bulk Spices Four years, three cla**ics, and we even got degrees Flow frittata, you got a lot of nerve trying not to Act suspicious, you're wishy-washy like bad moscato Holy moly, your goalie's holding the hot potato Your buzz is dying, your buzz is dying, I need a swatter Flies caught in a honey trap, this honey rap an easy swallow Soulful, but it's creeping up, relentless like the thing that follows [Chorus] [Verse 2: Cheldon McQueen] I'm back spitting, the track sitting so acidic Should I k** these n***as? Hold up, let me ask Siri Aye yo Siri should I k** these n***as? "I'm afraid I don't know what you should do." And I know they try to pull me down the higher I go That's why these rappers always talking just to hide what they stole And society never side with me, it's a sign I know When they like adi adi ah, I be like adi adi oh I'm back spitting, the track sentenced, it's god-given This is Kool-Aid sipping mixed with hard living It's the most consistent I was out there writing rhymes while y'all was roller-rinking Underpaid, underrated still overthinking Over and uh I'm a overlord Oh boy So please excuse if we pull up with them toys Like what's up? Like what's up? [Bridge: Andrew] Try to tell them, but they don't know And they don't give a f** about nothing but their own, so Wave goodbye and we keep riding, yeah [Chorus] [Verse 3: Andrew] Please excuse the too crude nature of my musings Natural how it comes with the paper and the music Harmony and rhythm is the language of my choosing Three bar loop, so I pray it ain't confusing Ain't about the numbers, how you shape it and you use it It's right there, yours for the taking and the shoosting Fluids in your system cease a flowing when we spit it Do it till it's over, never quit before it's finished Hit up Luby's for a Luanne and some jello to replenish Get a pizza later, just the white sauce and the spinach Got gelato with the lowest air by ma** percentage Food comatose, to the east I shall diminish I dreamed a dream of things unseen By any living man or beast I couldn't tell you what it means But it don't matter in the long run anyway Probably something stupid, like the manifestation Of my subconscious desires to see a sequel to A Bug's Life Probably say “Hey man, that's the d**, right?” Yeah, let me tell you how this Ibuprofen f**s me up The Tylenol is crazy, help me break it down and cut it up Mix it with a gla** of milk and pour it in a double cup Hit it with some Hershey's syrup if you're really tough enough And that's a toddy woddy, baby boy, don't worry, slurp it up [Chorus] [Outro: Andrew] Oh no We out here, and you know we're about to get it right I feel it Oh, oh, I feel it Oh, you know I'm floating away And if you feel it Don't try to conceal it Own it, you're the realest Oh, you know what real is The secret Yeah, we know the secret Oh, you know we tuck it away We know you need it Don't try to conceal it Just a little feeling Flowing like it's breathing The spices First you add the spices Sprinkle them on top of the plate You know they're needed Don't try to conceal it Own it, they're the reason Know you love the seasoning