Текст песни I Know (Freestyle) - Waka Flocka Flame
Y'all
hooting
and
hollerin'
about
who's
hotter
Got
28
sales
next
month
man
Just
closed
two
deal
on
my
Email
and
my
iPad
30,
000
feet
in
the
air
I'm
like
that
Back
in
this
bitch,
yeah
I'm
back
in
this
bitch
If
that
bitch
get
to
spazzing,
I'm
axing
that
bitch
And
I'm
asking
you
rappers,
do
you
ask
your
bitch
for
permission
to
sit
down
and
piss?
(Pussy!)
I'm
actually
rapping
'bout
factual
shit
Couple
hundred
on
chains
put
that
on
my
bling
I'm
a
savage,
I'm
blessed
and
they
asking
you
shit
And
you
do
too
much,
niggas
get
slapped
like
a
bitch
I
make
in
a
week
what
you
make
in
a
year
Eight
figure,
nigga,
so
let
that
be
clear
I
captain
you
niggas,
please
let
me
steer
For
hope
for
your
niggas,
and
that
shit
is
weird
Yeah,
you
got
a
single
- your
swagger
so
boring
I
swear
I
feel
like
imma
never
stop
touring
They
claiming
it's
time
to
bring
races
together
They
come
to
my
shows,
get
wasted
together
Party
together
Smoke
one
together
I'm
changing
the
world,
y'all
hope
for
the
better
My
business
I
handle
You
rappers
just
rebel
They
tell
me
"Come
back",
but
the
game
is
in
shambles
And
it's
just
a
shame,
they
come
in
my
lane
They
want
that
old
Flocka,
that
Hard
in
the
Paint
They
feel
so
authentic,
you
artists
is
lame
Face,
car,
I
got
credit
charged
into
the
game
I
matched
in
the
gas
and
I
mastered
my
craft
School
of
hard
knocks,
got
my
Masters
in
math
I
count
them
like
Scooter,
then
go
see
my
jeweler
Oh
y'all
some
OGs,
I'm
original
shooter
They
screaming
"Free
Gucci!"
and
yelling
out
"Squaad!"
Like
y'all
niggas
knew
us,
man
y'all
niggas
frauds
I
sell
to
Atlantic,
but
don't
need
a
deal
Please
do
not
panic,
return
of
the
real
(Flocka!)
My
niggas
got
hit
with
the
R.I.C.O.(why?)
We
come
in
the
prison
with
choppers
like
I'm
freeing
Chapo?
My
niggas
got
hit
with
the
R.I.C.O.
(you
know)
Flockaveli
a
classic,
so
please
stay
tuned
for
the
sequel
They
tweeting
and
talking
and
dissing
and
blogging
Try
me
in
July,
you
be
missing
by
August
My
chick
is
a
boss,
my
clique
full
of
bosses
You
soft
as
that
pillow
you
talking...
on,
gone
Fu-Fuck
fu-fuck
it
I'm
back
Put
your
hands
up
front,
to
the
back
Swiss
blade
to
your
jawline
It's
our
time
Imma
count
down
from
10,
draw
9s
Fuck
the
confederate
flag
Looking
racist
in
his
face
and
ass
Why
you
hate
me
cause
I'm
black?
The
police
arrest
us,
blast
us,
trap
us,
athletes,
rappers,
actors
Put
a
picture
up
and
act
like
a
pastor,
please
Shhhh-shit!
Man,
I
should
be
touching
the
people
Still
hustle
like
hustle
is
legal
(squad,
squad)
Boy,
I'm
feeling
like
I'm
Bugsy
Siegel
Loordd,
deliver
me
from
evil
(please)
Loordd,
who
the
fuck
are
these
people?
This
is
a
chapter,
a
verse
and
a
testament
Post
for
the
reference,
I
think
it's
evident
If
police
start
asking,
y'all
giving
up
evidence
I
free
all
my
niggas,
soon
as
I'm
President
And
fuck
Donald
Trump,
man
I'm
sending
you
straight
to
Mexico
to
live
in,
motherfucker
I'm
out,
man,
Flockaveli
2 coming
soon
I
swear
A
lot
of
rappers
slain
My
young
niggas
asking
"Can
I
snatch
his
chain?"
Look
down,
said
"I
though
the
same
thing"
(ya
dig!)
Flockaveli
2,
middle
finger
fame
(I'm
with
the
shit!)
Made
a
million
dollars
off
of
rapping
Made
a
million
dollars
off
of
trapping
Made
another
quarter
million
off
of
capping
Flockaveli
2
1 Studio
2 I Know (Freestyle)
3 Yayo
4 Love Me No More
5 Draft Day
6 Turn Down For What
7 Pussy
8 Lights (Freestyle)
9 Believe Me (Freestyle)
10 0-100 (Freestyle)
11 Confused
12 Move That Dope
13 Trap Hop
14 3 Gold Chains
15 Ghetto Gold
16 Danny Glover (Remix)
17 Blood On The Leaves
18 Blatlanta
19 Hundredz
20 Slippin
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