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Keppa - Let 'em Know Lyrics



Keppa - Let 'em Know Lyrics




Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

Lets get this started
Ballin like i'm harden
Imma go retarded
So cold hearted
Uh, uh
Hop up in the rari
My wrist drippin carti
My bitch bad like cardi
We walk in the party
Sippin on biccardi
Oh you rap? yeah hardly

Bitch on the back of my Harley
Shit i'm off the xans and the molly
Told her baby don't you even worry
Bend you over backwards no pilates
If i'm disrespectful then i'm sorry
Just can't treat you nice unless you naughty
Uh, uh
Every night i'm steady rollin up
My girl hate it when i'm high we almost broken up
If i light up close my eyes i can't be woken up
Told her got my reasons why but i can't open up

Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

T'all can act classy i'm a class act
It's a whole different class though so never mind scratch that
Let 'em know i'm steady working i could never ever back track
They ain't in my league but now they wonder where the match at
Look at how i'm grinding, now tell me who could match that
Been f*cked up since a jit cos i knew where daddy kept his stash at

Let 'em know i'm steady pacing
Bitch you know i'm gonna make it
Let 'em know my flows amazing
And these rappers just can't take it
Let 'em know i'll blow like drake did
All these BBLs and face lifts
Girls manipulate they faces
Try they best to look amazing
Just to bag a f*cking dude who has legitimately made it
Man we worked for our riches why these bitches come and take it?
Hoe don't call me when i'm famous
Tie yo hair up drop down face it
High-school drop out i don't take tests
Making guap now while you make less
9-5 and weekly paycheques
Ain't for me so now i'm working and i'm next up on the waitlist

Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

We made it this far and now it's getting critical
Call me Mr. president like Joe but not political
Shit's ok for you but not for me that's hypocritical
We could check the numbers if you're feeling analytical
Hip hop getting boring cos these rappers just so typical
Swerving fast cars bitch i'm flying like an eagle do
Got my own flow i don't copy what them people do
Pussy run up on me take his money let him keep his shoes
F*ck rap cap this is real shit only speak the truth
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Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

Lets get this started
Ballin like i'm harden
Imma go retarded
So cold hearted
Uh, uh
Hop up in the rari
My wrist drippin carti
My bitch bad like cardi
We walk in the party
Sippin on biccardi
Oh you rap? yeah hardly

Bitch on the back of my Harley
Shit i'm off the xans and the molly
Told her baby don't you even worry
Bend you over backwards no pilates
If i'm disrespectful then i'm sorry
Just can't treat you nice unless you naughty
Uh, uh
Every night i'm steady rollin up
My girl hate it when i'm high we almost broken up
If i light up close my eyes i can't be woken up
Told her got my reasons why but i can't open up

Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

T'all can act classy i'm a class act
It's a whole different class though so never mind scratch that
Let 'em know i'm steady working i could never ever back track
They ain't in my league but now they wonder where the match at
Look at how i'm grinding, now tell me who could match that
Been f*cked up since a jit cos i knew where daddy kept his stash at

Let 'em know i'm steady pacing
Bitch you know i'm gonna make it
Let 'em know my flows amazing
And these rappers just can't take it
Let 'em know i'll blow like drake did
All these BBLs and face lifts
Girls manipulate they faces
Try they best to look amazing
Just to bag a f*cking dude who has legitimately made it
Man we worked for our riches why these bitches come and take it?
Hoe don't call me when i'm famous
Tie yo hair up drop down face it
High-school drop out i don't take tests
Making guap now while you make less
9-5 and weekly paycheques
Ain't for me so now i'm working and i'm next up on the waitlist

Let 'em know
Imma let 'em know
Check the score
Better check the score

We made it this far and now it's getting critical
Call me Mr. president like Joe but not political
Shit's ok for you but not for me that's hypocritical
We could check the numbers if you're feeling analytical
Hip hop getting boring cos these rappers just so typical
Swerving fast cars bitch i'm flying like an eagle do
Got my own flow i don't copy what them people do
Pussy run up on me take his money let him keep his shoes
F*ck rap cap this is real shit only speak the truth
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Writer: William Inskeep
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Keppa
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: William Inskeep

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