T.Y. (Rapper) - I Know lyrics

[Intro] Yeah You know we get that money n***a Yo b**h and her friend see that Haha, yeah Look [Hook] Pull up on a b**h playing old Hot Boys I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car n***a asking me did I f** 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 n***as snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these n***as hating I know these hoes bopping Thats why I watch 'em [Verse 2] Look Real sh** 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 n***as 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 b**h feel like she the one Get the p**y 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 n***a motherf** break Smoke 'em back to back help me concentrate And the feds watching like we pushing weight Jets b**h we so hot The corporation that never die Life turned green smoked out my tires [Chorus](x2) I know these n***as snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these n***as 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 b**h Imma hit My dog pointed out this one lil chick Cute face long hair and that a** was thick I thought to myself these the ones to watch Cause they'll get a n***a for the chain and watch Don't give a f** if you got game or not Aim or not, n***a once your got your got f**ing up these commas City to city, they rocking with me And I'm being honest Light hit my wrist and all these b**hes '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 b**h playing old Hot Boys I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car n***a asking me why I f** 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 n***as snitching I heard these hoes plotting I know these n***as hating I know these hoes bopping Thats why I watch 'em