She Know It lyrics

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
b*tch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' sh*t, havin' bands!
You ain't even knowin', that young n*gga the man!
Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' sh*t; Taliban!
You ain't even know it, that young n*gga the man!
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
I am the wrong type n*gga, she know it ("Why!?")
I'm flippin them 'bricks', with 'SkippaFlippa', she know it
A young n*gga with a bad temper, I trap in Versace
Young Christopher; Damn, look at my A'wristohpher
Tell it... My n*ggas gon' get at ya'
All in with choppas, with Longway John Dillenger
I am the Chief of the Seminole's
Wrappin' and shippin' and workin' the digital
I am your next door distributor
Lil' b*tch, I been out here, thumbin' through Benjamin's
Oooo, I can make it get ridiculous, for you
Watch me drop the ticket; top!
Frank Lucas, give away chickens
I told her shout, when he comin' up missin'
Young n*gga, givin' them orders
Jumped off the porch, you front my b*tch-
She get 'em 'cross the border
I'm not the n*gga that take your order
I just f*ck your b*tch, in Florida water
Murder, murder, brings 'Law and Order'
Jumpin' off the porch, they extortin'
Longway!
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
b*tch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' sh*t, havin' bands!
You ain't even knowin', that young n*gga the man!
Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' sh*t; Taliban!
You ain't even know it, that young n*gga the man!
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Quavo!
You see, your the type of guy-
Cuffin' hoes, and lovin b*tches
I'm the type of n*gga-
I'm in the trap, I'm breaking down 'midgets'!
All of your hoes, wanna f*ck me
They can't do nothin', but work for me
I got that strong arm, like Hercules
At the top floor, cookin' at the 'Double-Tree'
Ca-Call up Longway, he come with the 'K
Been trappin' and cappin', for days
I'm tired of servin' the J's; This b*tch been callin' my phone
I been stuck up, in my ways; Remember I wanted your number?
Thats was way, way back in the day...
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
b*tch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' sh*t, havin' bands!
You ain't even knowin', that young n*gga the man!
Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' sh*t; Taliban!
You ain't even know it, that young n*gga the man!
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, she know it
I ain't that type of n*gga, he know it