I Know They Know lyrics

[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston

[Verse 1]
I know these n*ggas know, I give two f*cks
I strap up and pull up; FN on me don't f*ck with ducks
Don't get your feathers plucked
We got 'low lows', High performance reefer-
Drop off and pull up
I know they heard, I pour a six in liters; I stay stoned and stuck
'Cocaine cowboy', break down bricks of ether
Wrist game double up
Double up, on cocaine white Ferraris; I know they know wassup
I spent your re-up, 4-5 quesadillas on a Bentley truck
n*gga, try your luck-
My main 'mama mia' gon' come shoot you up
I got my eyes open, I'm watchin' you suckers
I know that you all suspicious
I know that you all are snitches
You know that you n*ggas can get it
I know, that you know, that I'm f*ckin' your b*tch
Usin' her kitchen, to cook up the brick
The pyrex bowl, I got the gift for that sh*t
Watchin' it bubble, while breakin' my wrist

[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston

[Verse 2]
I know these n*ggas know-
My traphouse slammin'; pounds to a gram'y
Keep it on me; serve 'em with the cannon; sh*t get very scary
Sippin' on codeine; the way I'm leanin', stuff crust 'OG Berry'
b*tch say, I'ma 'addict'; pull up in that Ghost, Ferrari faster
b*tch got go-go Gadget; all gold, Audemar Pi-guet
Drop a hundred bands on the baguettes
Shot in yo' face, if you ask for a 'bigarette'
6-0 crip, n*gga, Rolls, sendin' that
Don't f*ck with you n*ggas, I'm shootin' the shooter
My whip brain--, done lost all my memory
That gangster sh*t, you know I'm 'bout
When i'm bendin' it, hop out; ain't leave no witnesses
Yo' plug ain't lowered the ticket yet?
You still don't know where to go get it at?
Still ain't found your b*tch? She havin' group sex
Turned that b*tch onto the boot sack
She got suspicious; told me, "where it's at?"
Wrapped it up and mail--, mailed it back
Touchdown, at 12 o' clock, to be exact
Walk in the post office like, "where it's at"?
Longway!
[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n*ggas know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n*ggas know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston