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what they know bout (me 2) - slout lyrics

what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)

what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they know ‘bout me
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they trying see
took a break from social media ‘cause n*ggas trying beef
n*ggas beefing for the same hoe, some sh*t i can’t believe
i’m rapping on the same beats ‘cause n*ggas taxing fiends
i’m not rapping for some sane n*ggas, i get lit like fiends
i be like this my intro, i’m just introducing things
i be like, presidential how i don’t know non ‘bout peacе
that ain’t your car, you ain’t got keys
you can talk, but not to me
seen n*ggas prosper of thе bean, so i might do some drug things
i be rocking to the beat, i be rocking in my sleep
i keep a rocket just for peace i do not speak on easy things
i just want more diamond rings, not some etsy rings
i need a b*tch gon’ give me things i need a b*tch with a major game
i need a b*tch that can’t be tamed; don’t need a b*tch that’ll blow my brains
i need a hoe that think the same; don’t want her crazy, major payne

i was f*cking on your b*tch way too hard i gave her heart attack
i do all the sh*t to make y’all mad to see how y’all react
these n*ggas had like no reaction, n*ggas froze like patrick
couldn’t tell if n*ggas was just acting, i could not stop laughing
i ain’t got a lot to say, all i know i’m getting paid
sh*t i got some money and i’m hoping i can take your bae
big stick on me, robbing banks
i had to rub off the pant
you can find me in a tank
cruising down an interstate
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they know ‘bout me
what they know ‘bout (what they know ‘bout)
what they trying see
took a break from social media ‘cause n*ggas trying beef
n*ggas beefing for the same hoe, some sh*t i can’t believe
i’m rapping on the same beats ‘cause n*ggas taxing fiends
i’m not rapping for some sane n*ggas, i get lit like fiends
i be like this my intro, i’m just introducing things
i be like, presidential how i don’t know non ‘bout peace

- slout lyrics

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