"They Know It's Us" lyrics
Curren$y & Fendi P Lyrics
[Curren$y:]
Flu
Damn, I drunk that shit, they still got somethin' in there?
Tell 'em please, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the best proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
Pulled up in fo', opened up the door
Flicked the ashes off the smoke, I hit a switch fa sho
[?] sittin' on three, yeh, it's just me
Show you in real life what you only see on TV
Every day though, high rise bitches, 'round the way hoes
My nigga, I'm just chillin', out the way though
Rollin', gold Daytonas, on a lake, bro
Swingin' from corner to corner, all I'm gon' swing on
Keep a oldies tape on
Top off, but I stay on
No Steven A., I got that Cam' and Ma$e on
Always in the building, but I stay gone
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
[Fendi P:]
Oh how we rolled up, freshly rolled blunts, Rollied-up
Count up so much, still ain't used to it, get a rush
Hustle so much, got a 401K and a trust
I been pimpin' for so long, still got money I ain't touched
I got cars I don't drive, in my driveway sittin' clean
Couple Rollies I don't wear, a Datejust, face green
Learned the cook up from a fiend, gotta keep this shit a bean
In a [?] 24, [?] felt like seventeen
I was there, you couldn't believe, always rare if I would see 'em
Who these niggas wanna be, I'm always where she wanna be
In a Benz with a P, slidin' all through the East
Ho, I'm fresh as Easter week, cashmere Fendi fleece, nigga
[Curren$y:]
Tell 'em please, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
Uh
We gone keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches
Smokin' weed in it, don't post me in yo' pictures
If you can keep a secret, we could always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
That shit there'll have him–
Flu
Damn, I drunk that shit, they still got somethin' in there?
Tell 'em please, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the best proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
Pulled up in fo', opened up the door
Flicked the ashes off the smoke, I hit a switch fa sho
[?] sittin' on three, yeh, it's just me
Show you in real life what you only see on TV
Every day though, high rise bitches, 'round the way hoes
My nigga, I'm just chillin', out the way though
Rollin', gold Daytonas, on a lake, bro
Swingin' from corner to corner, all I'm gon' swing on
Keep a oldies tape on
Top off, but I stay on
No Steven A., I got that Cam' and Ma$e on
Always in the building, but I stay gone
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
[Fendi P:]
Oh how we rolled up, freshly rolled blunts, Rollied-up
Count up so much, still ain't used to it, get a rush
Hustle so much, got a 401K and a trust
I been pimpin' for so long, still got money I ain't touched
I got cars I don't drive, in my driveway sittin' clean
Couple Rollies I don't wear, a Datejust, face green
Learned the cook up from a fiend, gotta keep this shit a bean
In a [?] 24, [?] felt like seventeen
I was there, you couldn't believe, always rare if I would see 'em
Who these niggas wanna be, I'm always where she wanna be
In a Benz with a P, slidin' all through the East
Ho, I'm fresh as Easter week, cashmere Fendi fleece, nigga
[Curren$y:]
Tell 'em please, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the best in the breeze, they know it's us, uh
Tell 'em freeze, twist the trees
On second thought, let me, you just makin' a mess
Now let the Gs proceed, to roll up
And put the killa in the breeze, they know it's us
Uh
We gone keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches
Smokin' weed in it, don't post me in yo' pictures
If you can keep a secret, we could always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
That shit there'll have him–
