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    "I Know" Lyrics

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    [Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
    I know I know I know
    I know I know I know (What you know Quan?)
    You ain't that nigga you say you is (Well how you know though?)
    Just know that I know I know I know (Okay!)
    Them streets, they fuck with me strong
    And them bitches gon fuck just because money long
    You know that I know I know I know
    Well you know that I know it I know it I know

    [Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
    You a fuck nigga and it ain't a secret
    I'm so official they can referee it (they know I am)
    Black gun, white work, I got jungle fever
    28 on the scale, all I drop is ether (Rich Homie)
    Get money, break bread, gotta feed your people
    Every day like thanksgiving, everybody eating
    I put work in the hood, let my homies grind
    I do what I do to see my niggas shine
    I know what I know and man that's all I know
    I take 63 girls and try to make a four
    That's a couple ounces if I get it right
    Wanna see my homies rich cuz nigga this the life
    I know

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
    I know that you ain't that nigga you claim to be
    Despite how much money I make this shit ain't changing me
    I know I know I know a lot of these niggas, they lame to me
    I'm blown, I smoke what I rolled The same nigga that I came in with (Rich Homie baby)
    I'm on the west coast in a low rider
    4 bitches tryna leave with me
    Ain't enough room and I don't know yall
    I'm high as fuck, you a low pie
    I got a pharmacy ho for them narcotics
    Put a potato on it make it shoot silent
    Fuck wrong with you? you profiling
    I done made a million and I didn't go to college (Fuck you mean)
    And all my niggas locked for some work, best believe he goin silent
    He don't know nobody, can't trust nobody but yo self
    So believe me when I tell you that I know about it
    When I asked yo ho about it she said me and Yo Gotti
    The realest niggas left and I told that bitch

    [ Hook ]

    [Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
    I wanna see my homies rich forever
    I know some secrets, I'll never tell em
    I got some birds but I'd never mail em
    You in love with Instagram hoes and you ain't never met em
    Pocket full of money, boy I know the feeling
    I know that niggas hatin' that's why I lost the civic
    And the drophead , of the 71 cutlass on 8's
    And my wife beater on, with my hat to the back started from the bottom like Drake
    But I'm with the same old niggas that I started with
    Same young niggas I was robbing with
    And if these niggas have a problem with
    Got them automatic pistols no revolver shit (Bang!)
    And I know niggas sell they soul, go against they guy
    Fuck niggas, playin like they real, living in disguise
    Homie what you know?

    [Hook]
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
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