CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : All I Know
Hot Kut Da Fan On, ayy, yeah
Double O Lil Baby, b*t*h
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Uh
All I know run up the check
I'ma do that 'til I'm dead
Nah, ain't never gon' stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I'm a boss-a** n***a, can't sit on the phone, lil' thot
Ho, is you f**kin' or not?
For some my n***as all they know beat up the pot
I'm tryna get all of 'em out
Like, oh sh*t
Got a switch on the Glock
I don't know sh*t, how yo' mans get popped?
I'm frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I'm the coldest, why they be callin' me Hot?
Sh*t I been did they be tryna re-route
Last n***a ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, n***a, I don't see cops
Spot 'em, I got 'em, but I don't beatbox
I don't beatbox, spot 'em, got 'em, yeah, but I don't beatbox
Stick got dirty again, re-wash
Leave a n***a again in the window rear bar
All this money out here, beefin' over hoes
They wrapped in a beatbox
All these commas out here, n***as gettin' shows
Said, "F**k Corona fever"
Hotboii froze the store with a heater
These hollows, they hot, and diamonds cannot
They'll change that gangsta whole demeanor
N***as talk smoke, never rolled a reefer
Can't turn no ho to a household
I know all these hoes look so deceivin'
I know I had to turn around my whole demeanor
I used her throat just to hold my semen
I had told people, "Don't leave me," they left, I ain't give up
N***a, you ain't came where I came from
No life, VVS lit up
I can get a n***a wet, lit up
All the dead opps get lit up
We done got the crowd all lit up
Like bullets flyin' all in the club
All I know run up the check
I'ma do that 'til I'm dead
Nah, ain't never gon' stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I'm a boss-a** n***a, can't sit on the phone, lil' thot
Ho, is you f**kin' or not?
For some my n***as all they know beat up the pot
I'm tryna get all of 'em out
Like, oh sh*t
Got a switch on the Glock
I don't know sh*t, how yo' mans get popped?
I'm frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I'm the coldest, why they be callin' me Hot?
Sh*t I been did they be tryna re-route
Last n***a ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, n***a, I don't see cops
Spot 'em, I got 'em, but I don't beatbox
Double O Lil Baby, b*t*h
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Uh
All I know run up the check
I'ma do that 'til I'm dead
Nah, ain't never gon' stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I'm a boss-a** n***a, can't sit on the phone, lil' thot
Ho, is you f**kin' or not?
For some my n***as all they know beat up the pot
I'm tryna get all of 'em out
Like, oh sh*t
Got a switch on the Glock
I don't know sh*t, how yo' mans get popped?
I'm frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I'm the coldest, why they be callin' me Hot?
Sh*t I been did they be tryna re-route
Last n***a ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, n***a, I don't see cops
Spot 'em, I got 'em, but I don't beatbox
I don't beatbox, spot 'em, got 'em, yeah, but I don't beatbox
Stick got dirty again, re-wash
Leave a n***a again in the window rear bar
All this money out here, beefin' over hoes
They wrapped in a beatbox
All these commas out here, n***as gettin' shows
Said, "F**k Corona fever"
Hotboii froze the store with a heater
These hollows, they hot, and diamonds cannot
They'll change that gangsta whole demeanor
N***as talk smoke, never rolled a reefer
Can't turn no ho to a household
I know all these hoes look so deceivin'
I know I had to turn around my whole demeanor
I used her throat just to hold my semen
I had told people, "Don't leave me," they left, I ain't give up
N***a, you ain't came where I came from
No life, VVS lit up
I can get a n***a wet, lit up
All the dead opps get lit up
We done got the crowd all lit up
Like bullets flyin' all in the club
All I know run up the check
I'ma do that 'til I'm dead
Nah, ain't never gon' stop
Booger baguettes, they fall from my nose to my neck
And I be covered in snot
I'm a boss-a** n***a, can't sit on the phone, lil' thot
Ho, is you f**kin' or not?
For some my n***as all they know beat up the pot
I'm tryna get all of 'em out
Like, oh sh*t
Got a switch on the Glock
I don't know sh*t, how yo' mans get popped?
I'm frozen, iced out, oh Lord
I'm the coldest, why they be callin' me Hot?
Sh*t I been did they be tryna re-route
Last n***a ran up on the gang, he flopped
In the Hellcat, n***a, I don't see cops
Spot 'em, I got 'em, but I don't beatbox
