"HEARD ABOUT ME" lyrics
(feat. Sdot Go)
Grrah, graah, boom nigga
C'mere, c'mere
Where you goin'? This a switch, you can't duck that
See the cops, go, "Fuck that"
Look (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?), I do not rap, but I really get—, look
If he try to run we catch 'em in the lot
Don't-don't nobody gotta know my bop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Please don't get close, I'm throwin' what I got
No I don't need to diss 'em, I'll come to his block (C'mere)
I see him on 5th, he don't got a knock, like (C'mere)
Word to bro, I threw three near the cops
I keep flickin' this shit, like, no, I cannot stop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And if nobody throw, I'll be the first to flock
If I got my G, why would I box?
Do 'em like niece, gon' throw 'til he drop
If I'm alone open, I'm taking the shot (Grrah)
Few niggas got punched when I came in the spot (Grrah, boom)
RealMoney Ja, Del, Ty
Y'all-y'all done got flicked up by most of the guys
We callin' her phone, I think this bitch the line (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, I threw like three at a time (Look)
She tryna tell me she don't suck dick (What?)
But I heard 'bout this bitch, and I know what she do (Treesha)
Don't shake my hand, 'cause I know that you fool (You fool)
If you don't got a clue, ask the Woo what we do
Know you heard about me, yeah it's true what I do (Yeah, it's true)
He cap, he say it was two that I threw (What?)
If you heard two shots, nigga, it wasn't me (Uh-uh)
Cause it's always a few, when I do what I do (Buh, buh, buh)
They tryna play for that team that's in LA
My niggas play for the Clippers (Clippers)
I'm in the field, with my G, and my cleats on (On bro)
They come in the field wearin' slippers
Niggas inside, but I been outdoors
Slime to the drench, we been upped score
I'm uppin' my Gleeks, you better up yours
Slime booted, I drill with my black, catch 4s
I heard that everybody got a grip
But is everybody gonna take that risk?
I know the opps know how to duck a shot
But I'm tryna see if they gon' duck the switch
It might be that day, I don't walk without it
That's why I gotta walk with my pole 'round me
That boy gon' get shot tryna go around me
The cops tryna see what they know about me
It's a whole lotta Sweeps that's gon' throw about me
I keep on tryna throw shots, but, it won't allow me
Grrah, grrah (I keep on tryna throw), boom, nigga
Look, they know how we playing, we keepers (Keep)
Call KG, he gon' call up the Sweepers (KG)
I like when they lackin', I creep up (I creep)
Woke up the neighbors, I got 'em like Jeepers (Creepers)
40s, Glocks, boobies with knocks (40s, Glocks)
Not sure how much, but it hold a lot (A lot)
Your bitch a opp, she gave me the drop (Treesh)
You a bitch, took too many shit on a hop (Pussy)
Don't got to bring up that day when I bent
Like, I made 'em run on his friend
Like, I'm tryna see where the bros (Where the bros at?)
I'm tryna go to they ends (Skrrt)
Walkin' out Sakks, I don't know what I spent
And that block was so dry when I went
You could get hit if you tryna pretend (Baow)
Me and Beegz might go, I don't know, it depends
It might be that day, I don't walk without it
That's why I gotta walk with my pole 'round me
That boy gon' get shot tryna go around me
The cops tryna see what they know about me
It's a whole lotta Sweeps that's gon' throw about me
I keep on tryna throw shots, but, it won't allow me
I keep on tryna throw
C'mere, c'mere
Where you goin'? This a switch, you can't duck that
See the cops, go, "Fuck that"
Look (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?), I do not rap, but I really get—, look
If he try to run we catch 'em in the lot
Don't-don't nobody gotta know my bop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Please don't get close, I'm throwin' what I got
No I don't need to diss 'em, I'll come to his block (C'mere)
I see him on 5th, he don't got a knock, like (C'mere)
Word to bro, I threw three near the cops
I keep flickin' this shit, like, no, I cannot stop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And if nobody throw, I'll be the first to flock
If I got my G, why would I box?
Do 'em like niece, gon' throw 'til he drop
If I'm alone open, I'm taking the shot (Grrah)
Few niggas got punched when I came in the spot (Grrah, boom)
RealMoney Ja, Del, Ty
Y'all-y'all done got flicked up by most of the guys
We callin' her phone, I think this bitch the line (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, I threw like three at a time (Look)
She tryna tell me she don't suck dick (What?)
But I heard 'bout this bitch, and I know what she do (Treesha)
Don't shake my hand, 'cause I know that you fool (You fool)
If you don't got a clue, ask the Woo what we do
Know you heard about me, yeah it's true what I do (Yeah, it's true)
He cap, he say it was two that I threw (What?)
If you heard two shots, nigga, it wasn't me (Uh-uh)
Cause it's always a few, when I do what I do (Buh, buh, buh)
They tryna play for that team that's in LA
My niggas play for the Clippers (Clippers)
I'm in the field, with my G, and my cleats on (On bro)
They come in the field wearin' slippers
Niggas inside, but I been outdoors
Slime to the drench, we been upped score
I'm uppin' my Gleeks, you better up yours
Slime booted, I drill with my black, catch 4s
I heard that everybody got a grip
But is everybody gonna take that risk?
I know the opps know how to duck a shot
But I'm tryna see if they gon' duck the switch
It might be that day, I don't walk without it
That's why I gotta walk with my pole 'round me
That boy gon' get shot tryna go around me
The cops tryna see what they know about me
It's a whole lotta Sweeps that's gon' throw about me
I keep on tryna throw shots, but, it won't allow me
Grrah, grrah (I keep on tryna throw), boom, nigga
Look, they know how we playing, we keepers (Keep)
Call KG, he gon' call up the Sweepers (KG)
I like when they lackin', I creep up (I creep)
Woke up the neighbors, I got 'em like Jeepers (Creepers)
40s, Glocks, boobies with knocks (40s, Glocks)
Not sure how much, but it hold a lot (A lot)
Your bitch a opp, she gave me the drop (Treesh)
You a bitch, took too many shit on a hop (Pussy)
Don't got to bring up that day when I bent
Like, I made 'em run on his friend
Like, I'm tryna see where the bros (Where the bros at?)
I'm tryna go to they ends (Skrrt)
Walkin' out Sakks, I don't know what I spent
And that block was so dry when I went
You could get hit if you tryna pretend (Baow)
Me and Beegz might go, I don't know, it depends
It might be that day, I don't walk without it
That's why I gotta walk with my pole 'round me
That boy gon' get shot tryna go around me
The cops tryna see what they know about me
It's a whole lotta Sweeps that's gon' throw about me
I keep on tryna throw shots, but, it won't allow me
I keep on tryna throw
Writer(s): Daniel Diprima, S Dot Madison, Argojr 26ar, Ayo Lucas, Eli Wtf, Viggo Toren
