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Self - You Know (feat. Guap Casino) Lyrics




You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
(SELF)
In a new thing
Switch lanes
Peanut butter seats
Got buttercup tone
Red bone next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Nah you not next to me
I know I got right now
And I'm who is next to be
I got hoes up in the dm
And my ex keep calling me
Yea you got the right one
Barking up the wrong tree
Wrong tree
Wrong tree
Get yo Richard Roundtree looking ***
From round me
Round me
Round me
Circle small
But at any call it's going down
I like them country girl thick
But I'm city bound
And you know what time it is when I'm in yo town
I'm what she mean by get to know her self when I'm around
You can't go where I go
Because I don't know what you know
If you don't know by now
Then it's something you should know
I got it locked like The Lox
From 23 hour lock
From 23 cent an hour
Now I'm paid around the clock
Ya Heard

I just ran up on a bag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I got more up in the stash
Yea
You know
You know
You know
Every ***** with me is bad
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I just popped another tag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know nah nah, nah

Pockets on J Stackhouse
Big Bank take little bank
I'm racked up and
I'm racked out
Hit the mall and cash out
2 L's and a cup of lean
Boy I'm about to pass out
Hit your *****
She tap out
Throwing Money
I spazzed out
Hating ******
You'll crap out
Put money on him
He cashed out
Night time
I'm blacked out
Run up on you and clap out
I'm trying to see what that cash about
I'm balling hard like I'm in the league
Ten thousand up in the jeans
Hunnit Band that be the team
Night vision
I see the green
I'm wilding because I don't give a f*ck
Milwaukee
I got the bucks
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck
Milwaukee
I got the bucks
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck
Yea
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck

I just ran up on a bag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I got more up in the stash
Yea
You know
You know
You know
Every ***** with me is bad
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I just popped another tag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know nah nah, nah
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You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
(SELF)
In a new thing
Switch lanes
Peanut butter seats
Got buttercup tone
Red bone next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Nah you not next to me
I know I got right now
And I'm who is next to be
I got hoes up in the dm
And my ex keep calling me
Yea you got the right one
Barking up the wrong tree
Wrong tree
Wrong tree
Get yo Richard Roundtree looking ***
From round me
Round me
Round me
Circle small
But at any call it's going down
I like them country girl thick
But I'm city bound
And you know what time it is when I'm in yo town
I'm what she mean by get to know her self when I'm around
You can't go where I go
Because I don't know what you know
If you don't know by now
Then it's something you should know
I got it locked like The Lox
From 23 hour lock
From 23 cent an hour
Now I'm paid around the clock
Ya Heard

I just ran up on a bag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I got more up in the stash
Yea
You know
You know
You know
Every ***** with me is bad
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I just popped another tag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know nah nah, nah

Pockets on J Stackhouse
Big Bank take little bank
I'm racked up and
I'm racked out
Hit the mall and cash out
2 L's and a cup of lean
Boy I'm about to pass out
Hit your *****
She tap out
Throwing Money
I spazzed out
Hating ******
You'll crap out
Put money on him
He cashed out
Night time
I'm blacked out
Run up on you and clap out
I'm trying to see what that cash about
I'm balling hard like I'm in the league
Ten thousand up in the jeans
Hunnit Band that be the team
Night vision
I see the green
I'm wilding because I don't give a f*ck
Milwaukee
I got the bucks
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck
Milwaukee
I got the bucks
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck
Yea
Pockets fat I need a tummy tuck

I just ran up on a bag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I got more up in the stash
Yea
You know
You know
You know
Every ***** with me is bad
Yea
You know
You know
You know
I just popped another tag
Yea
You know
You know
You know
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know me
I'm gone get them
You know nah nah, nah
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