EST Gee - All I Know lyrics

[Intro: EST Gee & Pooh Shiesty] Blrrrd, blrrrd All I know is pop out on that b*tch, we rock out on that Pop out, put that metal to him (Lucci, how you feel? Yeah) All I know is (FOREVEROLLING) (Lucci, how you feel?) [Verse 1: EST Gee] ni**a, they know they can't play us, ni**as die, they bring my name up And please don't call my phone 'bout copping deuces, I'm gon' hang up And I still'll get active with no mask, forget I'm famous ni**as can't afford to get me killed no more, I got my change up I ain't change up, I'm the same one who'll front the bag and sell it for 'em He ain't had no way to get it back home, I'ma mail it for him Red ain't get to brag 'bout all them missions, I'ma tell it for him Hatin', sayin' y'all chased him out that place, we had a present for him Pop out, put that metal to him, think they sent like seven through him Lot of ni**as shot, but ain't get dropped and I couldn't settle for it Buy new whips and spin some more, tinted rentals, spin some more I can't speak on you and yours but me and mines gon' be up for sure Don't want no war with us Back applying pressure soon as they feel like we was easing up Chopper knock out lungs, he walk and talk, but heard he breathe in puffs All I know is bend that corner, hop out, ain't no freezing up All I know is I don't fear no ni**a, all 'em bleed like us All I know is ni**as keep on dying and they believe it's us All my lil' bro know is shoot his gun, he don't need no weed or nothing Know I feel his pain, I watched him change into a murderer Know you feel my pain, you watched me change into a murderer [Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty] Any gun I touch got less than two weeks 'fore we get it dirty I'm a damn fool by myself, it's DOA when I'm with 30 Two headshots gotta get off, know he can't make it through, we murked him Big Shiesty gang, we CMO everything around, gotta be certain I put you on him, didn't get off, you could've told us you was nervous Caught them b*tches same day, gave 'em sixty, gettin' off on purpose Know I ain't drop my deluxe yet 'cause I been busy soul searching The youngest ni**a'll get you whacked, want 75K for my verse Keep it close, ni**as be fed, I can tell when ni**as workin' The A.M., I'm dropping forty, I want him dead by 7:30 Long live TeeDa P, I'm fu*kin' every ho he had open (On God) 375 CGE having bangers, bodies, and motion These b*tches tried trailin' me, stop and flip the car, I ain't goin' All my Glocks got a cable box, hit the blunt 'fore I get to blowin' Dropped a four in Tahitian Treat, can't kick the cup, I'm always pourin' My ni**a Gee bang EST, he point somethin' out, I'ma backdoor it Blrrrd (Blrrrd), blrrrd, blrrrd (Biggest Blrrrd, pussy)