Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Gotta Know, artist - Rah Swish. Date of issue: 25.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |