[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston

[Verse 1]
I know these n***as know, I give two fucks
I strap up and pull up; FN on me don't fuck with ducks
Don't get your feathers plucked
We got 'low lows', High performance reefer-
Drop off and pull up
I know they heard, I pour a six in liters; I stay stoned and stuck
'Cocaine cowboy', break down bricks of ether
Wrist game double up
Double up, on cocaine white Ferraris; I know they know wassup
I spent your re-up, 4-5 quesadillas on a Bentley truck
N***a, try your luck-
My main 'mama mia' gon' come shoot you up
I got my eyes open, I'm watchin' you suckers
I know that you all suspicious
I know that you all are snitches
You know that you n***as can get it
I know, that you know, that I'm fuckin' your bitch
Usin' her kitchen, to cook up the brick
The pyrex bowl, I got the gift for that shit
Watchin' it bubble, while breakin' my wrist

[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston

[Verse 2]
I know these n***as know-
My traphouse slammin'; pounds to a gram'y
Keep it on me; serve 'em with the cannon; shit get very scary
Sippin' on codeine; the way I'm leanin', stuff crust 'OG Berry'
Bitch say, I'ma 'addict'; pull up in that Ghost, Ferrari faster
Bitch got go-go Gadget; all gold, Audemar Pi-guet
Drop a hundred bands on the baguettes
Shot in yo' face, if you ask for a 'bigarette'
6-0 crip, n***a, Rolls, sendin' that
Don't fuck with you n***as, I'm shootin' the shooter
My whip brain--, done lost all my memory
That gangster shit, you know I'm 'bout
When i'm bendin' it, hop out; ain't leave no witnesses
Yo' plug ain't lowered the ticket yet?
You still don't know where to go get it at?
Still ain't found your bitch? She havin' group sex
Turned that bitch onto the boot sack
She got suspicious; told me, "where it's at?"
Wrapped it up and mail--, mailed it back
Touchdown, at 12 o' clock, to be exact
Walk in the post office like, "where it's at"?
Longway!
[Chorus]
I know I gotta watch these suckers they suspicious
I know they heard I dropped the ticket on the blocks of midget
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know, I know, I know they know I know
I know these n***as know-
They try, they ass gon' come up missin'
I know these n***as know I'm punchin' bags like Sonny Liston