All That I Know

It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know

Shit, what I do?
The bitches shuffle to the front when I come
Clap your hand & stomp your
Foot to the rhyme cougar
Roll the die hit the blunt
Listen to the rhythm of the rapper
Ass whooper
I click-clack like a gat, spitter
Broke up with my rap, but I'm back with her
Don't fuck with my greens or
You don't want the Hulk to get mad nigga?!
Nigga, nigga
With a motherfucking man right here
Nigga nigga put his foot in your shit, or
Make a nigga slap in your ass, kisser
Let that nigga do the little song
Write it to the music, feel it work it
Soon as Trae e mail me the beat
I'mma take it to the booth
And I'mma kill it, murk it
Curse it, bless it, church it
Cash it, change it, purse it
Tell them niggas that I'm back on the block
And I got them killer verses
Tell 'em to sell 'em the one for ten
I'd let them go, two for five
Either way, I'mma get that ten
Or you don't get none of these rhymes
Long as I murder these shows
And hurdle these hoes
Shorty don't go and I don't have
To be working that lows
I rock jewelry that glows with a rap name
Twenty years old
Shit, what else can I say? Fuck
That's all that I know!

It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know

I am the street king
Took a minute to lock shit
Money, bitches and gunplay
You ain't gon' block shit
Overdose in my hand
Tell 'em I can't feel 'em
Diamonds all over my fingers
That'd be on Cîroc shit
I been livin' all player
Ever since shit off
Haters on all my dick like women
They'd better get off
You can find me in the gutter
Scared of heights
Sitting on a couple of mill
Money tall I'm tryna get off
Clique like brothers
Tell 'em to give 'em the blues
They recievin' the call of
Competition I won't lose i'm a fool
When I lace these shoes with these tools
Leavin' niggas abused of something
Off in the crew speakin' of crews
Tell niggas ain't nothin' new
Used to kick it one thing
Now hoes come in the two's
Run upon 'em like murder
Should've been on the news
I shoot 'em in they face
They leave with no clues
All the way to the boulevard
Walkin' in all glass
Tell the bank-teller person I'll count
It in all cash
Everybody be talkin' but I'mma pull
Up and show 'em somethin'
And go to wreckin' shit like I
Been in a bad crash
In the hood, I'm access for real
Ask, he'll tell you that I was Trill
Million dollar mouthpiece
One hell of a grill
I thug Universal, don't sweat it
I got a deal anybody wanna run up I'll tell
'em I'm in this bitch
If a hater got a problem I'm
Probably up in his bitch you all want truth
You gon' find him up in a ditch
I'll bang his ass up like
When I'm makin' hit's
You can tell 'em I'm sick
Rare form of cancer
I am the truth, I guarantee you the answer
Anybody who lookin' tell 'em
To look no more
If I don't get the proper respect
I'm kickin' they door

It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know, it's all that I know

I be in the corner with the bitches
Off in the club I be grantin' many wishes
All the haters be super suspicious
As to why they sniffin' I make super digit's
Makin' beautiful music and then a bita'
Aphrodisiac to get bitches to swoon
But I catch 'em quick
With these incredible tunes
Me stickin' poon will be inevitable soon
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I'll be laughin' at these busters
Think they smashin' and we suckers
But we blastin' at these fuckers
Trippin' over colors, you niggas
You gotta love us
No matter the set I'mma get up
And rip 'em into pieces
He's beneath me and needs to be treated
Like a flea with a beast
And believe he's heated
Because of my talent they mad
And I'm never gonna challenge their ass
'Cause my balance for nada pay cash
You suckers down there but
My wallet say "Bad
Motherfucker" like Samuel L
You perpetrators I'mma damn you to hell
Your bitches love to hear this animal yell
Try to beat me, understand you will fail!
In control of all of my dough
Now it's off to the mall I go
You the money really tall I show
If you really wanna brawl I know
That you niggas gonna fall to my toes
I be killin' all of y'all when I blow
'Cause a nigga comin' raw when I
Flow is all that I know

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