You Know It
By LOS

I'm laughin at all a ya'll talking man
About ballin Knowing that ya wallet thin
There's no tolerance for ya
Pack ya ride and spin
With ya rented rims and ya fake timberlands

Ya'll Couldn't be on clutch if ya drove a standard
Without a question yall telling answers?
Singing loud now they being dancers?
Five - O got a DM transfer?

Cameras everywhere gonna get you locked up
But still you instagram every vine you chop up?
Sniffin out ya lines - Bag the product pot luck
Man gonna get ya for ya patnas walk up

I'll Hit him up quickly get him swift before he know it
Found out that he broke mayne with a fake chain n you know it
Killin these crowns - A Coder of plays - boy I'm no poet
Filling these grounds - been in this game , I enjoy it
Nothing you could say or be
Gone challenge me to another view
You a bluffing fool and a lame to me
I Done balanced fees that have ya make the news
By myself I'm my own leader
No preacher but a dome reader
See your dials turning from a mile away
I might pay the man that check ya home meter
Dig this - like pvc - with holes in it buried - they draining
Come in here all fired up
Have the sprinklers raining yo thinking
I'll put ya down like a bully boy
That fully drop you like a pully boy
Lil Wazowski
I'm a Sulley boy
Sully ya name Silly
Ruin ya Fully boy
I'm the best at shit I won't talk about
Not rap bitch - I like to walk with clout
Stop snitchin it's the proper route
If not may a death to ya - lock em out
Drop hit boom That Hiroshima
Mushroom Cloud couldn't look no more meaner
I hold 9's to 5s like a day job
Any one of em pointed gon' make you pay mob
Bro Back up quickly n give me fifty
Thousand before I'm leavin it empty
I'm higher than my mfkn rent be
Right now you know you really shouldn't tempt me
Mystery - gone in 60 seconds
Both History "cept" he be breathless
Milk carton "Martin went missing"
I ain't even trippin bout it Still we eatin breakfast
Getting my dough while my fans be itchin
Pop now and again pay attention
Pay me more greenbacks
And you might See me more on the scene black
Screen that call hoe don't really mean that
Much to me - Heart can beat flat
Superhero Mode by way of my damn jeans strapped
Lean that make me feelin like a z-pack
Reflection in the mirror see I'm cleaner than the shrink wrap