Sipping geeking know bout it
Side girl sneaking know bout it
Need the cash hit the lick
Run the bands
I know bout it
Know bout it
Gucci all up on them slips slips
House pop the Glock round slipped slipped
Nasty lady so damn thick
Does the money mean them problems fixed
Shit I know bout it
Tear through the ones like I'm Mad Max
So high am I coming back
Oxy stocked like I run the packs
Who the plug
Send the fax
The dead are not coming back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Ya know bout it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
I don't really know what you know about it
I mean you guess what you think what you know about it
And I guess that means should tell me too
Cause you should know more that what I know dude
This just my life but I'm living for you
Do anything to make you happy
Take all the advice you have for me
Throw that shit right at me
You think you that goat don't at me
You think that I have to be flashy
You think I have to do things your way
Or I won't be catchy
Or you gonna be mad at me
I can tell you I don't give a f*ck
I can tell you till I blue in the face and I'm moving the base that's holding holding me up
I'm to fly
Looking at you
You be way down
I'd be insane to change myself
All this way now
I know you can't see my visions
Balancing dreams and the way to run business
I'm good on my own don't need your intentions
I bleed my own blood and the scar that come with it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
What to do for the bag ya
Never be caught lacking ya ya
Ya seen them nice girls turn so ratchet
Cause they need that package
Ya the drugs effects be drastic
We keep moving
Why people do what they do
No time to stop and think bout what we all just going through
Bump the sounds
Get the loot
Push pain down
V.V.S my whole crew
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
Adfero - Know Bout It (feat. Rumin8) Lyrics
Adfero - Know Bout It (feat. Rumin8) Lyrics
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Sipping geeking know bout it
Side girl sneaking know bout it
Need the cash hit the lick
Run the bands
I know bout it
Know bout it
Gucci all up on them slips slips
House pop the Glock round slipped slipped
Nasty lady so damn thick
Does the money mean them problems fixed
Shit I know bout it
Tear through the ones like I'm Mad Max
So high am I coming back
Oxy stocked like I run the packs
Who the plug
Send the fax
The dead are not coming back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Ya know bout it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
I don't really know what you know about it
I mean you guess what you think what you know about it
And I guess that means should tell me too
Cause you should know more that what I know dude
This just my life but I'm living for you
Do anything to make you happy
Take all the advice you have for me
Throw that shit right at me
You think you that goat don't at me
You think that I have to be flashy
You think I have to do things your way
Or I won't be catchy
Or you gonna be mad at me
I can tell you I don't give a f*ck
I can tell you till I blue in the face and I'm moving the base that's holding holding me up
I'm to fly
Looking at you
You be way down
I'd be insane to change myself
All this way now
I know you can't see my visions
Balancing dreams and the way to run business
I'm good on my own don't need your intentions
I bleed my own blood and the scar that come with it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
What to do for the bag ya
Never be caught lacking ya ya
Ya seen them nice girls turn so ratchet
Cause they need that package
Ya the drugs effects be drastic
We keep moving
Why people do what they do
No time to stop and think bout what we all just going through
Bump the sounds
Get the loot
Push pain down
V.V.S my whole crew
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
Side girl sneaking know bout it
Need the cash hit the lick
Run the bands
I know bout it
Know bout it
Gucci all up on them slips slips
House pop the Glock round slipped slipped
Nasty lady so damn thick
Does the money mean them problems fixed
Shit I know bout it
Tear through the ones like I'm Mad Max
So high am I coming back
Oxy stocked like I run the packs
Who the plug
Send the fax
The dead are not coming back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Angels on my back
Ya know bout it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
I don't really know what you know about it
I mean you guess what you think what you know about it
And I guess that means should tell me too
Cause you should know more that what I know dude
This just my life but I'm living for you
Do anything to make you happy
Take all the advice you have for me
Throw that shit right at me
You think you that goat don't at me
You think that I have to be flashy
You think I have to do things your way
Or I won't be catchy
Or you gonna be mad at me
I can tell you I don't give a f*ck
I can tell you till I blue in the face and I'm moving the base that's holding holding me up
I'm to fly
Looking at you
You be way down
I'd be insane to change myself
All this way now
I know you can't see my visions
Balancing dreams and the way to run business
I'm good on my own don't need your intentions
I bleed my own blood and the scar that come with it
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
What to do for the bag ya
Never be caught lacking ya ya
Ya seen them nice girls turn so ratchet
Cause they need that package
Ya the drugs effects be drastic
We keep moving
Why people do what they do
No time to stop and think bout what we all just going through
Bump the sounds
Get the loot
Push pain down
V.V.S my whole crew
Work with your dogs to get the pie ya ya
Brush it off if you took a loss ya ya
Drive it right of the lot ya ya ya ya ya
Hand full with the clutch
Codeine in the cup
Wish I never touched the stuff
Withdrawal just feeling rough
Bitches got no love
Heart cold to the touch
Pain can't get enough
No no no no
Writer: Austin Evans, Michael Wall
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid