She Know It

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands!

You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man!

Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban!

You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man!

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]

I am the wrong type nigga, she know it ("Why!?")

I'm flippin them 'bricks', with 'SkippaFlippa', she know it

A young nigga with a bad temper, I trap in Versace

Young Christopher; Damn, look at my A'wristohpher

Tell it... My niggas gon' get at ya'

All in with choppas, with Longway John Dillenger

I am the Chief of the Seminole's

Wrappin' and shippin' and workin' the digital

I am your next door distributor

Lil' bitch, I been out here, thumbin' through Benjamin's

Oooo, I can make it get ridiculous, for you

Watch me drop the ticket; top!

Frank Lucas, give away chickens

I told her shout, when he comin' up missin'

Young nigga, givin' them orders

Jumped off the porch, you front my bitch-

She get 'em 'cross the border

I'm not the nigga that take your order

I just fuck your bitch, in Florida water

Murder, murder, brings 'Law and Order'

Jumpin' off the porch, they extortin'

Longway!

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands!

You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man!

Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban!

You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man!

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it

[Verse 2: Quavo]

Quavo!

You see, your the type of guy-

Cuffin' hoes, and lovin bitches

I'm the type of nigga-

I'm in the trap, I'm breaking down 'midgets'!

All of your hoes, wanna fuck me

They can't do nothin', but work for me

I got that strong arm, like Hercules

At the top floor, cookin' at the 'Double-Tree'

Ca-Call up Longway, he come with the 'K

Been trappin' and cappin', for days

I'm tired of servin' the J's; This bitch been callin' my phone

I been stuck up, in my ways; Remember I wanted your number?

Thats was way, way back in the day...

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Bitch I been 'Jumped off the porch', flippin' shit, havin' bands!

You ain't even knowin', that young nigga the man!

Been 'Jumped off the porch', killin' shit; Taliban!

You ain't even know it, that young nigga the man!

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it

I ain't that type of nigga, she know it

I ain't that type of nigga, he know it