Lyrics Know What I'm In - Trilfiger

You already know
You know what I'm in
I hop out that ghost
And hop in the Benz
I'm counting up dead's
I don't need new friends
In Beverly Hills
I'm a new resident

I'm a new resident
How he get money it's no evidence
I get it the racks it's no hesitance
Hit from the back in the back of the Benz

Bout to go bust on her chest
Then I'm bout to leave
Fucking that bitch grabbing her breast
She got double D
It's still not enough for me

I need more
Tiddies hanging to the floor
Put them tits in my face
Fucking that bitch til she sore
Then I'm gone hitting the door
Double cup I'm bout to pour
Don't touch that cup it's not yours
Behind that cup it is war

Okay okay
I like that
She like that
I like that she like that
Pull up with a Glock I don't fight back
I spin on your block where your guys at

They not there
Didn't see them anywhere
Thirty V one no fair
Still having fun don't care

We don't give no fucks
Buddy got jumped out his bucks
He tried to run up no luck
Walk down get stuck
Somebody help him up

Help him up
Wetting him up in the club
Set him up
That boy is a fool for the drugs
Heard he a fiend for the perks
So I'm bout to tax
Moving the beans for the work
You don't know bout that

Moving the weight way more than a gram
I'm on the interstate speeding the lamb
I just saw a cop and I said damn
No going slow I won't get jammed
I see the po so I gotta scram
They already know they know who I am
I ride with the led like I do an exam

I'm boutta hop of the jet
Fucking that bitch she be wet
All in her throat gimme neck
I really hit from the back
I'm really servin that pack
I really countin up racks
I'm really play wit the Mack's
Really stab you in the back

Really don't care bout your set
You still get hit with a Tec
These bullets gone hit they gone wreck
And then I go pour up some tech

I'm pouring the tech all the wok
I'm pouring the tech all the lean
Jus got a new tec let it talk
Jus got a new tec wit a beam