Know What to Do With It lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
He called a thot, don't know what to do with it
Give me a trap, you know what I do in it
[?] you n*ggas ain't shootin' it
Your block get clapped when we comin' through with it
The booth on fire, just call me a nuisance
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Black truck with me, I ain't ever gon' walk
Baguette cuts and you know they cost
Bad b*tch with me, her pus*y cost
Chanel kicks, you know they cost
Yeah, let's fly away to a different place
n*ggas be talkin' that cap sh*t, call 'em Charlamagne

[Verse 1: Braxk]
Give me a trap, watch what I do with it
Get back on this b*tch, got the crew with me
You play with the gang, knock your head off
Boy, you a b*tch, yeah, you know you been ran off
Serve your auntie and your uncle, yeah, the sauce
I'm tryna cap it off
I'ma show the boy how to ball like a real player
Pop a n*gga three times, put him in a wheelchair
These n*ggas know my heart so cold
Can't wait to cop the AP, I'ma make sure that b*tch on froze
If they ever play with Braxk, I'ma make slime wipe they nose
Can't wait to drive the Benz truck, I'ma drive that b*tch just like a Ghost
Oh, oh, yeah, your ho on a go
[?] f*cked you ho and he wiped her nose
He got him some bread, he went up on it
If they ever play with us I swear we gon' pull up on 'em
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
He called a thot, don't know what to do with it
Give me a trap, you know what I do in it
[?] you n*ggas ain't shootin' it
Your block get clapped when we comin' through with it
The booth on fire, just call me a nuisance
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Black truck with me, I ain't ever gon' walk
Baguette cuts and you know they cost
Bad b*tch with me, her pus*y cost
Chanel kicks, you know they cost
Yeah, let's fly away to a different place
n*ggas be talkin' that cap sh*t, call 'em Charlamagne

[Verse 2: BSlime]
You know we rockin' the plain Jane
Get hit in your face, we leave your remains
I get in the booth and I'm goin' insane
A young n*gga wave, we changed the game
I'm drippin' in Mike Amiri jeans
You call up some vibes, they poppin' these beans
Pour up a four on a Russian Cream
Diamonds, they wet, left her spit on the scene, yeah
Goyard bag, she want her a Goyard bag
No tag on the drip, I ain't tag no tags
Steady poppin' these pills, let the pain relax
Got a [?] livin' in the culdesac
These diamonds, they dancin', they goin' berserk
f*ck tryin' to chill, I'm under her skirt
f*cked on a thot, but I did it first
I just wanted you to know
Two-two-three, it's drippin', it get wicked
Standin' in the motherf*ckin' trenches tryna get it
I'm a real slime, wipe his nose, sh*t get sticky
I came from the bottom standin' in two-fifty
Put on a mask and I'm uppin' the blicky
They see how I'm livin', you know that we pimpin'
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
He called a thot, don't know what to do with it
Give me a trap, you know what I do in it
[?] you n*ggas ain't shootin' it
Your block get clapped when we comin' through with it
The booth on fire, just call me a nuisance
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Yeah, you know this cash talk
Black truck with me, I ain't ever gon' walk
Baguette cuts and you know they cost
Bad b*tch with me, her pus*y cost
Chanel kicks, you know they cost
Yeah, let's fly away to a different place
n*ggas be talkin' that cap sh*t, call 'em Charlamagne