The Knowledge

[Chorus: VL Deck] It's up, tell me what's the knowledge I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three [Verse 1: VL Deck] My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper Live the life of monster, kicking doors for petty capers Last time to live, somethin' like the rich folks Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery, it's no joke My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily Bitch my lawyer Jewish, got a stick and I'm ready My lil partner on the food, give him a fixing daily I seen him in action, he hit a corner and get messy So fuck your white flag pussy, we don't want peace I ain't satisfied nigga 'til that ass six deep And your partner them next, I bet that ass won't rest So tell your mama and your sister them get out the black dress [Chorus: VL Deck] It's up, tell me what's the knowledge I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Heard these niggas want beef I'm in the North, niggas know I'm in the streets He said it's up, when we catch him we gon' see Real shooter, he stay silent, never speak Ain't taking shit back that I fuckin' said These niggas know how we play it I won't hesitate to spray it Catch you, we gon' bust your head Forty Glock, bitch I'ma spray that Squashing shit, no we don't play that You want smoke then nigga say that We gon' send shots where you stay at Shoot your taco, you ain't with that We gon' pull up where you lay at Nigga know that gang be that Plus your trap like I ain't see that Same place that we gon' creep at Drown, make a nigga get back Up this bitch, bet I don't miss that Swear that I'ma push your shit back [Chorus: VL Deck] It's up, tell me what's the knowledge I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three