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• Artiste: Pradabagshawty
• Titre: I Know
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Oh, oh, oh I know, I know, I know Yeah, yeah I know, huh, yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon I know (I know) Oh, you chose up on buddy? I know (What?) Oh, you switched up for some clout? Oh, that's cold (Yeah, yeah) Double-tap 'em, make sure he gone, he Peter-rolled (Brraow) Nigga tellin', ho pussy-sellin', I know (Damn) Nigga sweeter than sweet tea, he think they gon' fold (They gon' fold) All my bitches love me, I treat 'em all like gold (All like gold) They gon' turn that thing back on you, but play it bool (Play it bool) Ooh, that ho had gave my drop, ho, I'm not Lil Scoom (Lil Scoom) Real young nigga jumped off the porch 'fore I had shoes (Had no shoes) I'm not on drugs, thesе drugs on me, that shit abuse (That shit abuse) Boot up on yaan, I got my yaan, I'm in my mood (Boot up on yaan) M5 boot up, ain't on no Xan', ain't what wе doin' (What?) Oh, she fucked on three rappers and two singers (Say what?) No, I ain't never switched on my gang, yeah, that's my ganger (That's my ganger) Real Zone 6 money thing, still havin' flavor (Oh my God) That shit be all over my face, you know that pain hurt (Know that pain) Bitch, I'm a blazer, I ain't never portray no gangster (Brrt) I step back, shoot that boy from deep like I'm a Pacer (Brr, brr) In a Hellcat with nothin' but demons, we slide paper (Brr) Ho, what you did feel like treason, I'm in danger (I'm in dan—) Ho, what you did feel like treason, huh Yung Brew load up, blow that shit up, ain't got no reason, huh (Brr) They sayin' P5 done lost his mind, don't know these people, no (Ayy, damn) He slime my brother (Slime), took him down, don't do no thievin', no I know (I know) Oh, you chose up on buddy? I know (What?) Oh, you switched up for some clout? Oh, that's cold (Yeah, yeah) Double-tap 'em, make sure he gone, he Peter-rolled (Brraow) Nigga tellin', ho pussy-sellin', I know (Damn) Nigga sweeter than sweet tea, he think they gon' fold (They gon' fold) All my bitches love me, I treat 'em all like gold (All like gold) They gon' turn that thing back on you, but play it bool (Play it bool) Ooh, that ho had gave my drop, ho, I'm not Lil Scoom (Lil Scoom)