CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Know It 2
(Thank you Lockage)
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that b*t*h got mileage
Troll a** n***as talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that b*t*h from the back, lookin' at lil' b*t*h like, "How do you like it?"
100K came up n***a, how do you like it?
I lean through with Rino, the stats start spikin'
She finna ride on the d**k like she bikin'
Saw me in person and the b*t*h got silent
Look at my diamonds, they bitin' and flyin'
Hope you choke up in your drink, start dyin'
I'm too high up on the weed, I'm flyin'
Smoke out the A, but I ain't cryin'
Oh yeah, I'm like "Are you mine?"
Ok, I might call you mine
Open up girl, what's on your mind?
They wanna see me die
Ok, I might call you mine
Swear I can't waste no more time
Open up girl, what's on your mind, mind?
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that b*t*h got mileage
Troll a** n***as talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that b*t*h from the back, lookin' at lil' b*t*h like, "How do you like it?"
Just tell me if you really like it
I get high, sippin' on the private
All my n***as tryna catch a body
Got in my bag, dropped out of college
I ain't need to have my own knowledge
F**kin' your b*t*h, running up her mileage
I'm that n***a, better acknowledge
But you better know that you met the right one
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the f**king Roxi', I be too gone
Not tryna hold you baby, live your life
Get somebody that'll treat you right
Lot of n***as probably in your sight
We're in the double R for the night
I got on my chain, diamonds from the bright
She tryna play it like she bougie
Lil' b*t*h, I'm rich, so I had to tell her
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the f**king Roxi', I be too gone
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that b*t*h got mileage
Troll a** n***as talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that b*t*h from the back, lookin' at lil' b*t*h like, "How do you like it?"
100K came up n***a, how do you like it?
I lean through with Rino, the stats start spikin'
She finna ride on the d**k like she bikin'
Saw me in person and the b*t*h got silent
Look at my diamonds, they bitin' and flyin'
Hope you choke up in your drink, start dyin'
I'm too high up on the weed, I'm flyin'
Smoke out the A, but I ain't cryin'
Oh yeah, I'm like "Are you mine?"
Ok, I might call you mine
Open up girl, what's on your mind?
They wanna see me die
Ok, I might call you mine
Swear I can't waste no more time
Open up girl, what's on your mind, mind?
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that b*t*h got mileage
Troll a** n***as talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that b*t*h from the back, lookin' at lil' b*t*h like, "How do you like it?"
Just tell me if you really like it
I get high, sippin' on the private
All my n***as tryna catch a body
Got in my bag, dropped out of college
I ain't need to have my own knowledge
F**kin' your b*t*h, running up her mileage
I'm that n***a, better acknowledge
But you better know that you met the right one
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the f**king Roxi', I be too gone
Not tryna hold you baby, live your life
Get somebody that'll treat you right
Lot of n***as probably in your sight
We're in the double R for the night
I got on my chain, diamonds from the bright
She tryna play it like she bougie
Lil' b*t*h, I'm rich, so I had to tell her
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the f**king Roxi', I be too gone
