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If You Know Video (MV)




Performed By: Burna
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Brett Baker




Burna - If You Know Lyrics




Yeah bitch I'm hustling
Money schemes and wondering
What it could be
Another dumb kid
With some stupid smart dreams
And some bag instincts
Back when money bags
Seemed bleak
Now momma eating right
No more canned raviolis (Oli)
Lower middle class
Before you wanna feel sorry
Gotta big ass head that's
Why I'm ignoring
(Haaah)
Stubborn mothaf*cka
You can't tell me nothing
Don't keep my chain tucked
No one gone touch it (Don't do it)
I got the tunnel vision
20/20
Dawg I'm hungry
And yanno ya boy can eat
So can I beg ya pardon
I'm a peaceful ass nigga
That can get to jawing (Sheeeeesh)
These niggas paint the picture
Imma f*cking draw it
And I put years in this plan
Like a f*cking convict
So imma get up in these guts (Ughh)
Let my mind talk it's shit
25 stacks for my momma new whip (Bless)
You deserve it (Bless)
The rats want my cheese
Females tryna have my kid (Woah)
Like I'm 20 lemme live (Haaaaaah)

Man
So I gotta lil sum pending
Moderation is a niggas biggest challenge
Rolling round the island
Feds love observing
Can't stand hoes that gotta bird brain (Oh nah)
I really keep my jack on dnd
On my ps and qs
With my abcs
There is Dreams and reality
Honestly they no different to me
They rather see
A nigga drip
Like a spring
But I rather see
Increase
Of my earnings
If you know you know

I'm finna blow like a nigga with the flu
I'm finna blow
Like someone went dumb
And lit the fuse
I don't know who these motherf*ckers talking to
Don't get it confused
I show love because
The real die young
I aine tryna feel regret
Words under my tongue
Tonight I got this bottle
Took an L but I'm young
Played with my head
So I told the trick I was done
I couldn't do it
I couldn't do it, nah
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Yeah bitch I'm hustling
Money schemes and wondering
What it could be
Another dumb kid
With some stupid smart dreams
And some bag instincts
Back when money bags
Seemed bleak
Now momma eating right
No more canned raviolis (Oli)
Lower middle class
Before you wanna feel sorry
Gotta big ass head that's
Why I'm ignoring
(Haaah)
Stubborn mothaf*cka
You can't tell me nothing
Don't keep my chain tucked
No one gone touch it (Don't do it)
I got the tunnel vision
20/20
Dawg I'm hungry
And yanno ya boy can eat
So can I beg ya pardon
I'm a peaceful ass nigga
That can get to jawing (Sheeeeesh)
These niggas paint the picture
Imma f*cking draw it
And I put years in this plan
Like a f*cking convict
So imma get up in these guts (Ughh)
Let my mind talk it's shit
25 stacks for my momma new whip (Bless)
You deserve it (Bless)
The rats want my cheese
Females tryna have my kid (Woah)
Like I'm 20 lemme live (Haaaaaah)

Man
So I gotta lil sum pending
Moderation is a niggas biggest challenge
Rolling round the island
Feds love observing
Can't stand hoes that gotta bird brain (Oh nah)
I really keep my jack on dnd
On my ps and qs
With my abcs
There is Dreams and reality
Honestly they no different to me
They rather see
A nigga drip
Like a spring
But I rather see
Increase
Of my earnings
If you know you know

I'm finna blow like a nigga with the flu
I'm finna blow
Like someone went dumb
And lit the fuse
I don't know who these motherf*ckers talking to
Don't get it confused
I show love because
The real die young
I aine tryna feel regret
Words under my tongue
Tonight I got this bottle
Took an L but I'm young
Played with my head
So I told the trick I was done
I couldn't do it
I couldn't do it, nah
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Writer: Brett Baker
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