Lyrics
, tell me what you know about this, tell me what you know about that, tell me what you about risk, what you know about getting back, them niggas don't live what they rap, them boys ain't been in no trap, them niggas don't know about this, then boys don't know about that, ayy, you don't know 'bout it, you don't know 'bout it, tell me what you know 'bout that, you don't know nothing, you don't know nothing, you don't know nothing, tell me what you know 'bout that, hol' up, stop the shit, that's word to that red sign, don't think cause i'm laid up, i wont flatline your redline, my niggas tuck guns in, catch you slippin it's bedtime, gotta kill you by a certain time, now that's what i call a deadline, deadline, deadline, can't call it like a deadline, when they hit little homie up, i was in miami getting fed prime, got my bitch in the studio, she the best, superheadline, call her my little ghost rider, she help me come with them headlines, headlines, headlines, put your name in them headlines, niggas beefin thats cool, just give me mine with some red wine, shouts out to my big homie, when he left he said grind, my nigga move so much britney spears, they gave that boy kevin fed time, fed time, fed time, locked down all day, real nigga, by myself, kevin hart wit it all day, niiiice, whoever gon night night nigga, don't look at that white light nigga, i'm back on this dark shit, if you scared get a night light nigga, crutching all of these bitches, stuntin' on all of these niggas, fifty racks in my pocket, or on the way to go get it, northside yeah we poppin', now, is never scared of no nigga, catch me deep down in that jungle, with them lions, snakes and gorillas, i be ridin' round in 4 wheelers, drop tops and no ceilings, and i ain't talkin' bout tunechi bitch, ball hard but can't hoop for shit, thank god for this?, cause jail cells tuna fish, they locked me down in that hell hole, on state roll like a lunatic, tell me what you know about this, tell me what you know about that, tell me what you know about bricks, 32 racks i get you that stamped, them boys ain't totin' no straps, them boys ain't up in that trap, them niggas ain't bout that life, tell you 'bout that white and i'm like where it's at?, nigga,
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Artist: fabolous