Lyrics They Gotta Know - Rah Swish

They Gotta Know

They gotta know
They bet not play w a soul
I Got.
My shooters on go
If they want smoke
Tell em to please let me know
I’ll have em wait at door
Don’t bring up the past that’s the old days
They wanna dead beef I’m like no way
Get popped like a case full of rozay
Be ready my niggas they don’t play
I told em get ready my Niggas they don’t play
Ben working so long I ain’t sleep in like 4 days
If she bring 2 friends then we having a 4 way
Be ringing ya bell tryna scope threw ya doorway
Send shots threw the hallway we running the city
If I call rus balla the makks coming w me
We spin threw w the glizzys no check we get bizzy
Got pistols and missiles to blow up the drippys
I never played w them thought they was smarter
Ain’t one of us then bitch u a target
I show no love told that bitch that I’m heartless
She calling me daddy but I’m not her father
Draw weapons no artist but I’m on some chill shit
Spin threw they bnb see if it’s still litt
I hope they feel this they never kill Shit
Pull up all black clear the whole scene I’M will smith
They gotta know
They bet not play w a soul
I Got.
My shooters on go
If they want smoke
Tell em to please let me know
I’ll have em wait at door
Don’t bring up the past that’s the old days
They wanna dead beef I’m like no way
Get popped like a case full of rozay
Be ready my niggas they don’t play
Any season I stay w a heat or 2
You ain’t gang you can’t get in the vehicle
She keep calling my phone when I’m seeing you
Put the kids on her chin I ain’t breeding you
They was sleeping but not they be watching shit
I was working so hard for acknowledgment
Guess they game really ran by the politics
I ballin no offers no scholarships
Now when I hit the stage I be rocking shit
I need 2 or 3 lanes when I drive the whip
Better tuck in ya chain or just hide the shit
No we ain’t kill ya man but I got em hit
5 cars on road that’s a lotta tints
Say my name in ya songs and they dropping shit
They like rah why tf you ain’t dropping shit
Lil dumb niggas tryna take ya spot n shit
I won’t trip on these niggas they basic
Couple hoes Prally say in they favorite
Said she not tryna fuck me in Brooklyn
Flew her out now she fucking in vegas
We so foul when we play that’s a flagrant
Like a circus got sticks wit the lasers
Hennessy in my cup ain’t no chaser
She could go if she want I don’t chase her
They gotta know
They bet not play w a soul
I Got.
My shooters on go
If they want smoke
Tell em to please let me know
I’ll have em wait at door
Don’t bring up the past that’s the old days
They wanna dead beef I’m like no way
Get popped like a case full of rozay
Be ready my niggas they don’t play