Know Bout Nun lyrics

[Chorus: Young Cooley]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Man, these broke n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)
Man, these n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Man, these broke n*ggas know about nothin' (nope)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (frontin')
Young n*gga runnin' that set, gonna get that check, b*tch I know about stuntin' (yeah)
What y'all broke n*ggas know about Lenox? (Lenox)
Gettin' that money, I spend it (spend it)
Gucci, Louis, Prada, and I buy your b*tch that Fendi
And I pull up in that Benz, hoe (skrr, skrr)
Made them b*tches say, "whoa"
You ain't get no money, then you know it is a no go
I ain't got no time, b*tch, you f*ckin' or it's bye-bye
Was in the hood, now I'm sittin' in the high-rise (rise)
Ain't got no job, chasin' that sack, gettin' that check
Don't wan the pus*y, then I'm gonna get neck
Stay strapped up with the TEC
What you know about it?
You don't know nothin'
I been gettin' to the money, y'all broke boys frontin'
[Chorus: Young Cooley & Yung Tone]
Man, these n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)
Man, these broke n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (yeah)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (blaow)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: Yung Tone]
I be ballin' so hard, I got the Lakers tryna sign me
And the Pacers tryna sign me, plus your main b*tch tryna find me
Boy, I wish a n*gga try me, they gon' find his body
Hope that n*gga got some ID, we gon' break 'em down like [?]
Got my girl chasin' that check like she workin' on her cardio
My n*ggas on them particles, your b*tch a female [?] (yeah)
Whips for the magazines, you can get your article
Your hoe be runnin' train, she go everywhere that [?] go
Damn, these n*ggas broke (yeah), somebody please give them some crutches (they need it)
And all these hoes know that I'm a sexy motherf*cker (oh, yeah)
Yes I is, yes I is, I'm that motherf*ckin' dude, dog
I mean that, swag, like it's endorsed by the school
[Chorus: Young Cooley]
Man, these broke n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)
Man, these n*ggas know about nothin' (whoa)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (whoa)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (Cooley, Cooley)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (I get it)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (f*ck 'round, ha)

[Verse 3: Young Cooley]
Okay, now f*ck this sh*t, get money, huh
Bracelet look so sunny, huh
Robins cost a thousand, plus they filled with hundreds (they is)
Hole in your head, you look like a pumpkin (bow)
All the "used to this, and used to that," that sh*t don't stand for nothin'
Whole team on fire (on fire), roll that sh*t, get higher
Burnin' rubber in the Masi until I bust a tire (skrr, bust a tire)
Cooley, Cooley, b*tch, I am the sh*t, you is a liar (you is a liar)
n*gga play with me, I bet today he will expire
Truckload, b*tch, I'm gettin' 'em off the boat
Got a condo by the ocean, hoe, I'm livin' by the coast
In that Phantom half a million, b*tch, I'm chillin' in a ghost
Watch me do the [?], all that hoe sh*t for hoes
[Chorus: Young Cooley]
Man, these broke n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)
Man, these n*ggas know about nothin' (ooh)
Fake n*ggas know about frontin' (ooh)
Hoe n*ggas know about runnin' (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin' (ooh)
Real n*ggas know about stuntin' (ooh)
Trap n*ggas know about hustlin' (ooh)
How you say you workin' (ooh)
And you ain't even gettin' no money? (ooh)