Known Menace lyrics

[Intro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n*gga Doe, baow)
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
I'll shoot a n*gga ass with that— like I'm Cole Bennett

[Verse 1]
I'll shoot a n*gga with that blicky like I'm Cole Bennett
I'll buy his b*tch Givenchy, n*gga, this that boss business
n*ggas ain't standin' on no business, n*ggas so stingy
Went up in my closet, took out a ticket, bought Pluto a rose pendant
Check my stats up in the city, n*ggas know I'm a known menace
Uh, I was trappin' up out an ounce, I was at the store with it
Still f*ckin' on these n*ggas' hoes when I ain't have no pendant
Sometimes I ain't have no rubber, I still went and dove in it
I don't want no lover, rather make a b*tch suffer
Rathеr f*ck a b*tch, delete hеr number, and give it to my brother
I can't cuff a b*tch, she can f*ck somebody else, that's on my mother
I'm a nasty jit, make her eat it up and still go home and cuddle

[Chorus]
Oh, you like that? Huh?
How I pipe that, huh?
She an old school ho, how you wife that? Huh?
We'll slime that n*gga out, straight up wipe that boy
Tryna come through the block lurkin', we done sniped that boy
Came up way too poor, I can't wife no whore
I can't wife no shone, I don't like them hoes
They know shotta crackhead, n*ggas tryna wipe my doors
n*ggas pus*y as f*ck, I'm thinkin' 'bout all them pipes we stole
[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, baby girl, I'm that n*gga
I can get 'em whacked, n*gga
I be pushin' crack, n*gga
n*gga, you a flat n*gga
n*gga, your pockets touchin', n*gga
n*gga, you ain't got nothin', n*gga
Before you f*ck a b*tch, you should go get you some money, n*gga
Go run you up somethin', n*gga
Back then, we was buckin', n*gga
Then we started hustlin', n*gga
Now I got them f*ckin' figures
f*ck that n*gga, ain't f*ckin' with him
f*ck you, you ain't nothin', n*gga
b*tch-ass n*gga, feel me?

[Chorus]
Oh, you like that? Huh?
How I pipe that, huh?
She an old school ho, how you wife that? Huh?
We'll slime that n*gga out, straight up wipe that boy
Tryna come through the block lurkin', we done sniped that boy
Came up way too poor, I can't wife no whore
I can't wife no shone, I don't like them hoes
They know shotta crackhead, n*ggas tryna wipe my doors
n*ggas pus*y as f*ck, I'm thinkin' 'bout all them pipes we stole