Letra de YOU KNOW IT - EST Gee ft. 86Snot, EST Spit, EST4Nikk

Say, you niggas bitch

Couldn't stand on all ten like a man

Help up your hand

I ain't put my feet up yet (Put my feet up yet)

Sittin' back, five of raw Quagen mixed with a three of Trish (They granny, yeah)

They granny make anonymous tips, what part of the beef is that? (What part of beef is that?)

They must want granny wear the snitch jacket (They must not want you be around)

Wonder if she knew she'd have a bitch like you, she'd still have you (Wonder if she knew)

Could've got your man, 'stead you got your friend and played savage (Could've got your man)

Could've stacked your bread, instead you blew it fast and begged after (Could've stacked your bread)

Like fuck what I did back then, niggas want it now

Remind me how my girl get when I don't spend, she a bitch

The difference is, is in you niggas, I'm not puttin' no dick

The difference is, is y'all wasn't ridin' with blicks with me and Spit (Yeah, on God)

My wrist up

Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick (Half, whole, you know)

Soon as bitch seen a nigga wrist, she ate the whole dick (Ate the whole dick, you know)

When she be with you, act like an angel, but with me, she on some ho shit (Ain't know, ain't know)

Send her on her way to get this play and sell these four zips (Yeah, you know it)

Trap pastor, word I'm preachin' to 'em make they soul lift (You know it)

D. Mitch, movin' through the city with this four-nick' (You know it)

Gave niggas my all, they slip and fall, the only time they call (You know it)

Cheered for niggas, I ain't never cried when I ain't have the ball (You know it)

Crazy mix, rather have mine ready than to have your raw (You know it)

I'll be on my way, stop what I'm doin' soon I get the call (You know it)

I ain't worried 'bout no nigga, especially if that niggas's y'all (You know it)

I ain't worryin' 'bout no nigga, long as he ain't the law (You know it)

Every time I got the call, I pull on side and dumped it off (You know it)

Every time they sub me in the game, I came straight in and balled (You know it)

I don't know a lot of things, I know you niggas is the law (You know it)

Ask about me in the feds, short nigga, but I stood real tall (You know it)

I ain't gon' speak up on your flaws 'cause you really was my dog (You know it)

Long live Fat, we get 'em gone, I got fifty, send 'em home (You know it)

Give me fifty, I'll send 'em home, niggas dissin', deletin' songs (You know it)

Mad 'cause I don't hang with rats, mad 'cause ain't no comin' back (You know it)

Nigga, get up out the pack, trade deadline, you gettin' whacked (You know it)

I don't talk about the score 'cause y'all don't do no gettin' back (You know it)

I don't talk about your bro 'cause I'm the one that did that (You know it)

I don't talk about your bro 'cause you ain't never get back (You know it)

Back up in that one mode, big bro got me out here rappin' (You know it)

Usually I'm over East baggin' up halves or gettin' active (You know it)

Jumpin' out them cars, throwin' that flame and causin' havoc (You know it)

Now his mama cryin', you know this type of shit just happen (You know it)

I'm livin' what I'm rappin', most these new rappers be bappin' (You know it)

On internet, he's savage, he just killin' in his captions (You know it)

On internet, he bappin' 'til we hit him up in traffic (You know it)

On internet, ain't happen, in the trenches, shit end tragic (You know it)