Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Know , by - 42 Dugg. Release date: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Know |
| I got caught up with hustlin', yeah, and kinda rappin' |
| You gotta be different, all these niggas kinda average |
| Still in the city, a nickel on me, mill in cash |
| Show you a tuh, yeah, nigga get bag |
| Drekk got a Richie, my ex bitch gettin' mad |
| Dugg gettin' richer, like why the fuck are you still in cats? |
| We know who run this bitch |
| Condo for the bricks, bows sold on the sixth |
| Coldest hoes on my dick, yeah, he got one |
| Lamb truck and the Bent, bitch, we not done |
| Demon Hellcat and track, bitch, we not done |
| Five bloods in the sprinter, I bet we shot some |
| 'Cause the turntest in the city, they like uh, uh |
| How the fuck is Mell in Atlanta fightin' a unarmed? |
| How the fuck is Mell on the lick without a gun on him? |
| I ain’t never called a hoe out and ain’t stunt on her |
| Shoutout to my, everything went right |
| Send another 10, we gon' flood this bitch tonight (On Neff) |
| We know who run this bitch |
| Fuckin' all the rats, havin' fun with this shit |
| I could’ve went Rolls but instead I went Uris |
| They told me buy a house, fuck that, I’m buyin' jewelry |
| Three phones, all of 'em do a brick |
| Instead of sellin' 7s, I’ve been handin' out zips |
| My youngin' got a problem, good or bad bitch, I got you |
| Lawyers fees paid, you know shit’ll get to droppin' |
| Put me on a line with Proctor, old head gotta ghost |
| Tommy on the seed, I don’t trust shit but the 4s |
| You and me now we clickin', fuck buyin' Amiri |
| I done made more in Dickies, turntest nigga in the city |
| All the link-ups in the A |
| Doggy did a 6 on the 7, free the H |
| Wild niggas servin' banks, stressed out about his case |
| Doggy you need love |
| Drop a nigga once a month |
| Drekk know I need drugs |
| Why the fuck when it was us ain’t nobody clap? |
| Now other niggas gettin' a turn, everybody happy |
| Instead of askin' for it Doggy, I’ma make it happen |
| I’ll spend my last on my niggas |
| Big game comin', everybody get a ticket |
| We know who run this bitch |
| Fuckin' all the rats, havin' fun with this shit |
| I could’ve went Rolls but instead I went Uris |
| They told me buy a house, fuck that, I’m buyin' jewelry |
| Three phones, all of 'em do a brick |
| Instead of sellin' 7s, I’ve been handin' out zips |
| My youngin' got a problem, good or bad bitch, I got you |
| Lawyers fees paid, you know shit’ll get to droppin' |