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I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go... I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go... I started from the bottom Why you think they show me love I pull the plug on your plug For thinking he the plug I got way too many opps, You won't catch me in the club I'm a all-star baby but I carry me a anub Let it fly at any minute Why you think I call it zion That might be your chick But my di*k is what she be on Call of duty vision. I be shooting like a recon I go dumb on these beats But don't compare me to these retards God damn it baby I got money in my flesh If I'm going for the bag 6 figures nothing less They say love is in the air so you know I hold my breath If I'm praying for my enemies in praying fo their death I seen that movie joker Y'all could play that role Life ain't no poker I ain't finna fold Red light green light all my kilas on go I seen a bunch of homies switch without a pick and roll Don't compare me to these rappers that be raping in Punjabi Motherfu*ker a lultaan cause that homies a punani He looking like a gandhi this looking like a homie Never been crowd surfing but I'm bout to catch a body I'm gunnin like the raptors homie you don't know me He claim to be a 'OG' but I don't know b I drink a 24 you getting 8 like kobe F*ck a old face app he already looks like he 40 How you talking sh*t but you living out in moose jaw 2 to his grill leave him with a loose jaw I ain't finna shoot y'all this is what I do dog Grag through queens you a b*tch like ru paul What's you think his mask for this is what's you ask for Why you talking sh*t man, you barely got a passport Pull up to your block skirt looking like the task force I'm shooting like a militant you leaving in a black hearse Og pumping your chest you ain'y breathing dog Fu*k a pr he gon' give you cpr You was talking about my fam I can't disregard But I'm nice guy so we ain't getting family involved How you tryna diss me, talking about my hight I could talk about your weight but I don't talk about what's light You a nobody puss* I can't talk about your life When I see you triple w, just know that it's on-site I'm swinging like I'm Rambo motherfu*ker push your melon in It must be Halloween they got me beefing with a skeleton I fight 1 on 1 I never rush like adrenaline You slim and you shady but puss* you ain't Eminem Who the fu*k you better than, stupid I'm a visionary You gon' need a motherfu*ker tutor and a dictionary How you come up short every year just like you February Pop a bullet in your jeans like that sh*t heredity I'm at the top that's why he envy me Most vehla panch*d you the mvp Fu*k your geet you just cheat on your mp3 Gandhi paar taan vadhala before you come for me I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go...
Song details
- Singer: Sunny Malton
- Composer: BYG BYRD
- Lyricist: Sunny Malton
Song video
director: Jyothi Tatter
genre: Hip-Hop (Rap)
music label: Brown Boys Records