Caskey

Who You Know
That black sheep 5 shit Who you know pop that shit like this Who you know drop 10 bands on fits Who you know step in this mafucka clean Don't watch me boy better watch your bitch Who you know pull up unannounced Face card so good I ain't gotta be on no list I got em scrambling wonder how many carrots I'm finna go put on this wrist Who you know fucking with the kid Tell me did what I did Who you know been this legit Who you know really been having this shit That's me Slumped over jet lag I show off a bag I'm still gone get it for free Cas better Moe better We come in this bitch and turn up 100 degrees Grippin grain stunnin slidin glidin bitch I'm gone (gone) We just tryna vibe tell that lil bih leave me lone (leave me lone) She say Moe is better ooo shit that sound familiar (swear) She my biggest fan swing them legs round the ceiling (wooo) Letras de cancionesMy aura around the room I ain't doing shit I ain't gotta do (uh uh) She say I'm a cocky dude but fuck it bih I got a lot to prove (facts) I'm outta this world with this shit feel like I popped a shroom My dawgs say they proud of me but my nigga I'm proud of you (that's facts) Brand new whip I'm swerving (Skrt Skrt Skrt Skrt) Brand new bag I'm flexing (flexing) Do it look like I'm stressing? (Huh) Drop 40 racks on a necklace (wooo) Who you know hate more than a nigga from the same city that you from? (Who) Now they know they better call big moe when it's time to get the shit done Who you know pop that shit like this Who you know drop 10 bands on fits Who you know step in this mafucka clean Don't watch me boy better watch your bitch Who you know pull up unannounced Face card so good I ain't gotta be on no list I got em scrambling wonder how many karats I'm finna go put on this wrist Who you know fucking with the kid Tell me who did what I did Who you know been this legit Who you know really been having this shit That's me Slumped over jet lag I show off a bag I'm still gone get it for free Cas better Moe better We come in this bitch and turn up 100 degrees I been hated Imitated Told I made it Discriminated against I had the taste makers in the city Leave my name off when they making the list I had to post bail for my brother He was doing circles and breaking his wrist 8 balls I was out tryna pitch Somehow I made it swinging for the fence I flood the streets for 30 days Looked back they thought it's Ramadan My dawg put a mask on his face Thought he was going to comic con Lil bro hit the Internet to hate Now we at his door like papa John's Might just shoot you and your home boy together So y'all can trauma bond Black sheep a whole phenomenon Slip once you ain't gone ever see me How he came from riding bucket seats Into two new Lamborghini's He got pressed for that Panera bread Man they thought he sold paninis 23 and me came back more Italian For all this fettuccine Parmesan God body Pull up and the crib like the Parthenon 100k spread out on the side table That I go put the carbon on All of this goat talk in the city I look at the score and I'm LeBron Homie on demon time but God got me And I'm rocking this Saint Laurent Pussy Who you know pop that shit like this Who you know drop 10 bands on fits Who you know step in this mafucka clean Don't watch me boy better watch your bitch Who you know pull up unannounced Face card so good I ain't gotta be on no list I got em scrambling wonder how many carrots I'm finna go put on this wrist Who you know fucking with the kid Tell me who did what I did Who you know been this legit Who you know really been having this shit That's me Slumped over jet lag I show off a bag I'm still gone get it for free Cas better Moe better We come in this bitch and turn up 100 degrees From Letras Mania