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Know Like I Know

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Know Like I Know

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Fah, shoot at a nigga in the face behind NbaBelieve that (Bah, bah, bah)You already know that be my song(Steppin' in place, nigga)Goddamn, Bj with another oneShoutout to Kp for that beatLike I know, know like I knowWhat she say? What she say, she say "Big 4l"?Ayy, ayy, ayy, get on your assBboy dripping thatAyy, I bet your momma be destroyed, niggaWhen we send your stupid ass to GodFor makin' statements, choosing' sidesAbout my beef with them lil' boysI could say I saw it, you could say I was your favorite, niggaBetter stay up in your place, bitchFuck around and get your face split any day, niggaThey know I'm a demonyou ain't met the devil until you seen meYeah, I get 'em hit, we gon' kill a bitchinside of Neiman's for any reasonI don't give a fuck 'bout how you treat your bodygive a fuck about your cleaningI don't give a fuck about no bitchYou could have those hoes 'cause I don't need 'emThey know I step on shit, play around with that slime, ohI seen the blues, know you in tunebut how we knock 'em down like dominosYoungboyluciano, we pull on side, shoot up the car thoughPlenty of clips like Leonardo, them slimes go wherever I goI want his soul, he gon' get it (Get it)I hope you know like I know, gon' diefrom choosin' sides thoughI'm smellin' blood and I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin', I'm fiendin')Bitch, you gon' die and I knowyour momma cryin' on front rowNigga better ask Blasian about meHow we catch 'em bad and take his shitLeave 'em stripped, the police think we raped the bitchNigga better not play with thisAnd my momma know I'm a demon seed, I'm into facin' shitHope yo' niggas know not be inside that carsoon as that Draco hitOld pussy ass nigga, ain't no coppin' pleasshouldn't've said shitYou ain't gettin' no pass, niggaYou gon' rep the same block as that bitchthat's gon' be your ass, niggaWho runnin', duckin' all these sticksI'm lettin' you know I ain't even serious on this bitchnigga, suck my dickI'm facin' seven years, I ain't known to shed a tearthese niggas dyin'I be the slime, these niggas could click up all they wantbitch crossed that lineHe posted cars but ain't got more whips than as I, huh?All you hoe-ass niggas togetherain't got more millions than Ai, huh?On the phone with Stunna, my fiveNow it's my time, while in the house, resideThese niggas feelin' lucky, claim that they thuggin'But know that be my style, scary assain't realer than my childLose or win, bitch, I'm gon' dive if no gun at my sideI'm a gangsta and all that claimin' they propopsin'I bet I'll make it stopI want his soul, he gon' get itI hope you know like I know, gon' diefrom choosin' sides thoughI'm smellin' blood and I'm fiendin'Bitch, you gon' die and I knowyour momma cryin' on front rowAll these niggas tryna be the biggest rapperWhile I'm tryna wrap 'em in a body bagWith a toe tag and his last meetin' with the pastorI know a nigga who got Instagramand Twitter still ain't tryna masterHow to play with and you know I play for keepsknow I'll clap youI don't give a fuck, my nigga, just like your friendyou'll bite the dust, niggaNigga, that ain't blood, you ain't readyto see some brains around the clubThem niggas scared, know they can't fuck with usBut that's the sides you run withKnow my mom and all my sisterand all my brothers be on dumb shitI'm a grown-ass man, so on the Internet, I don't post picsI'm too caught up in this thug lifeI'm still hidin' from the feds listIn my bed I see the interview, and my first thoughtman, I said this"Whole industry don't even know mebut they still wanna see my head split"Huh, these niggas hoes, these niggas know I knowYou hear me, I don'tI don't think these niggas wanna do it, slimeI'm surprised, your parents ain't telling youyou don't wanna do it, slimeYou heard me, these niggas know how I get downAnd fuck all these niggasThe whole industry don't like meand I don't like all them bitchesBelieve that, it's gravediggin' 4ktrey, Nawfside 38We put guns to the face, bitch ass nigga, who gon' die todayFree Ddawg, hahI don't like none of these niggas, I don't like none of 'emI don't like, I don't like nobodyBitch ass nigga, what you gon' do?You could fuck all of my baby mommasI don't like them hoes neitherFuck 'em, nigga, fuck 'emI want his soul, he gon' get itI hope you know like I know, gon' diefrom choosin' sides thoughI'm smellin' blood and I'm fiendin'Bitch, you gon' die and I knowyour momma cryin' on front rowYour momma cryin' on front row, yeahI hope you know like I knowSlimeto, get active

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