"I Know" lyrics

Get off, June
What's that shit you, yeah?
What's that shit you sippin', bitch?

Aye, what's that shit you sippin', Face?
What's that shit you rockin', boy?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know
What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt)
Pop out, they be lookin', huh?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know

Private diamonds shoppin', Mr. Wilson
This don't need no filter, she just wanna feel it
Baby girl, don't touch me, they might
Twist the wavy flakes, it got me glidin' with no Heelys
Changed my name to Millie's
Say they heard the Colonel goin' corporate
Jumped right off the road and showed these lil' nigga tourin'
For sure, numbers goin' up just like some Lamborghini doors
Nigga can't be players and be mad about a whore
Floor seats, Pistons game, whoever game on everything
Jack Ripp Denim cost more than your petty chain
Rims on your hooptie, lil' nigga, you a baller, huh?
Twenty-twenty foes like a shark when it's crawlin' up
Crazy, I been slammin', all these bitches still ain't tall enough
Nigga, you ain't shoppin', you ain't coppin', why you callin' us?
Lately, I been lookin' from the top, how you get there?
Thought that shit was turnt when your watch cost a brick fair

I'm just a overseas city boy
Codeine, cowboy, titty boy
Hear me, boy? Seals from my Philly boys
Get out here and get a, get a job, I ain't get a choice
High off life, I'm in the sky, I can hear a voice

What's that shit you sippin', Face?
What's that shit you rockin', boy?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know
What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt)
Pop out, they be lookin', huh?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know

Nigga tryna keep up with us, why I'm thinkin' we ain't far enough
Got on a quarter mil' with no chains, Face, stall 'em out
Hoes gon' moped to us if we call 'em out
I swear
If a nigga make a false move, cuz chalk him out
Wavy Navy just walked in, hoes fallin' out
80s racks, all 50s, both pockets bulgin' out
They turn into some fans when the hatin' stop workin' out
Every time we fall up in they spot, the bar, we bought it out
Nigga start talkin' money, man, I just ignore the shit
So much paper in the crib, they think we hoard the shit
Mix Cartier with Tiffany, man, you couldn't even afford this shit
Just got a new mansion, now I'm pickin' out what floors to get
Thinkin' 'bout which whore to hit, different kinda drip
Man, you can't even go order this, you ain't even important yet
Might see us in the D, then the next day we boardin' jets
Nigga talkin' work, and ain't even cross the border yet

Aye, what's that shit you sippin', Face?
What's that shit you rockin', boy?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know
What's that shit you pushin', boy? (Skrrt)
Pop out, they be lookin', huh?
Nigga wanna steal the sauce, I know, I know, I know, I know
Nigga wanna suck up game, I know, I know, I know, I know