Young Roddy

Young Roddy - I Know It lyrics

rate me

Ft. Curren$y and Smoke Dza

(Intro: Malcom X)

We're gonna rob this town blind, anybody want out, say so now

Good, I set up a stake, and I got somebody to move the goods

We need a driver. Any suggestions? How about Rudy?

Who's Rudy?

(Verse)

Like, and I know it, I know it

And I remember takin' no road trips

Down roadtrips, tryna get payed

I remember dancin' school, all wet, tryna get layed

They lakin' all of my IG, that's all bitch made

And I know it, I know it

For I know what I'm doin'

Get it? I'm always smokin' that sticky

I ain't neva have fo' no nigga

I ain't neva trick to no bitches

My hood didn't raise no snitches

Got a Houston bitch that smoke swishas

Got an LA bitch, she stay trippin'

Like she don't fuck with a nigga

Now down west she lovin' all the niggas

And she skinny, they give me the keys to my city

My bitch, she gimme the keys to her crib

I made a whole lotta money

Damn right, by sellin' a whole lotta deals

Remember, I rock the same fifth

And right now got me a whole lotta gear

I used to paddle that white

Care the fuck, it mighta got me a whole lotta years

Let's get it! Now she wanna fuck with me

At first she thought she was too much for me

Can't get the time of that day

This bitch probly plottin' up on my money

But dammit, so, she mad pretty

Most of all, she ?

I treat this hoe like she married

Yep, I pass the hoe to my fellas, lets get it

(Hook x4)

Like, and I know it, I know it

I know it, I know it

They say I'm that nigga and

I know it, I know it

(Verse 2: Smoke DZA)

Don't hate, stay focused

I show it, I flow it

They like oh, that's DZA

He small and I'm potent

Are you ? you know it

I had a 55 box, and I blow it, I blow it

And I owe it, I owe it

No celebration, but I'm sippin' all mornin'

That's how ya gotta do it

Niggas ain't ball my style

Oh, they stole it, they stole it

And all I wanted was the motif

Cuz I know I'm that nigga

And they know it, they know it

They know it they know it

Hustler stone poet

Jet Life won't star us

See, pop forward

So you know how I'm rollin'

And ya know I stay glowin'

Logo world out state to state

Boss up on a nigga, make em hate

Two drinks and blew and affe to the face

Bossed all up, nigga, rape the rates

Top floor, I'm in a fuge

Flew my bitch in from GS

Smuggle kk for my brudah up in PA

Saturday night cartoons, I'm on the freeway

Enjoyin' that bounce

Kush got trash, hear how hot that sound

Especially in a ?

I walk through when I see the frowns

Coney, muhfucka, I wear that crown

Illest nigga around, mackin' with my rounds

Like my flow been lost and found

POP, hold it down, hahahah

(I'm legally blind to the bullshit, man)

(Hook x4)

Like, and I know it, I know it

I know it, I know it

They say I'm that nigga and

I know it, I know it

(Verse 3: Curren$y)

My car used to stop on us, yup

But now I've got the drop, homie, uh

Suckers stay watchin' out for me

Listen up, if I talk, you know it's bout money

Honey sweet, candy paint, mega flackes on that segment 8

Great pumpkin on the interstate

Made for a dinner date, so tell that bitch I'm comin'

I'm on my way, I'm here for mad frontin', laugh of em

Bands errday, all the time on my plain jane, presidential rollie

Face burnin' from mo' flexin', I'm just steppin' out

Sorry if you feelin' disrespected by some shit I got

My newest shit might make ya slit yo wrist

Scot

(Hook x4)

Like, and I know it, I know it

I know it, I know it

They say I'm that nigga and

I know it, I know it

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