They Know

[Intro: 2 Chainz]

Young Chop on the beat

Paid $100 for some head, nigga, say you ain’t did it!

I know where a lick is for a mil', nigga, say you ain’t with it!

Now if we hit this lick, nigga, & you don’t want to split it

Then it’s bow, bow, bow to your motherfuckin' fitted, now!

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck!

I pull up in that truck, Pull up in that truck

I run that bitch over, call it Trukfit

And yeah I’m on my own, I’m screamin' "Fuck it"

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Fuck it, I’m whippin' it crazy

I’m ridin' the foreign, I’m doin' 180

My chain so heavy, my brain so deadly

Type of nigga buy the watch & change the bezzy

They ain’t never seen me comin' like this

Smokin' on that gasoline in the VIP

They need ding-a-ling for the trampoline

Cause all these bitches want to do is jump on the dick

I hop over fence, I’m offended by co-defendants

Drink codeine for mornin' sickness

Your dad was a motherfuckin' snitch, so nigga, you were born a witness

Allstate, accident forgiveness

Say my name by accident, We actin' ignorant

Doing a drive-by while you playin' different

This that Me Time at the finest

You won't beat me or see me whinin'

I am gangsta like the Raiders cap with a Jheri Curl on the side

I like thighs & breasts, I hide from stress

I don’t even know where my phone at

Crib so motherfuckin big, I don’t even know where my room at!

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Whip so fast they say "There he go"

Bitch so bad, man, I think she know

Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know

Juugin' on the low, man, I think they know

I think they know, I think they know

I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know

I think they know, I think they know

I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know

[Verse 2: Cap 1]

I think they know it, if they don’t then fuck it I show it

Blow it like you owe it, ordered a case of Moet

Y'all get to going back to back in foreigns

All black like I’m wanted

Got your bitch zoning, send her back in the morning

That money coming, trying to stack it enormous

You niggas pussy, fucking rat on your homies

I think they know it, they know it, they know it

I got a plane that’s sittin round the corner

I got some bitches here from California

Got on my chains, I’m lookin like a dope boy

These niggas don’t want it, I put that on mañana

My chain into 100, my belt Ferragamo

Go to LA, meet the plug at Katanas

I’m still the king of my city and they know it

And I paint pictures with these words, I’m a poet

And I drop the top on my whip, and we soarin'

A 50 a check then I’m in it, if niggas stay with it then they get extorted

And I’m gone

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Whip so fast they say "There he go"

Bitch so bad, man, I think she know

Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know

Juugin' on the low, man, I think they know

I think they know, I think they know

I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know

I think they know, I think they know

I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know