Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Know Yo Place, artist - Xavier Wulf.
Date of issue: 26.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Know Yo Place |
Yeah sir this one goes out to all you soft ass faggot ass fan boys in my |
comments all on my shit |
Thinkin you know me |
You soft ass nigga you ain’t never knew me |
You don’t know nothing about where I’m from or how I got or who I met |
Bitch ass nigga |
M-E-M-P-H-I-S, yes |
Go on fail this test boy and get your ass pressed next |
I don’t give no fuck bout none of them hoes |
I don’t reply to texts |
I just let em sit in there |
Headphones up in my ear |
Music still loud cause you ain’t sayin shit I need to hear |
La-la-la-la-la, and turn around and walk up out of there |
I don’t give a fuck bout none of them niggas |
Keep them over there |
She sent me a text too late like, Aye baby-boo, is you near? |
I said, fuck you want |
She said, bruh please get me up out of here |
I said, where you at? |
She said, we chillin at his momma crib |
Worst part about it I ended up stranded over here and he ain’t even got no weed, |
now he tryna go jug a Uber man |
I said, bitch I’m sorry, so sorry for your dilemma ma’am |
But I gotta make back to the bank before five fam |
Ima have to get you up off of my line like now |
I ain’t gon say it twice shit I’m hangin this bitch up right now |
That’s right my nigga |
Like I said I don’t give a fuck about none of these hoes and I don’t give a |
fuck about none of these fan think-they-know-it-all ass niggas |
I built my career based off doing whatever the fuck I wanted to do whenever the |
fuck I wanted to do it |
I’m ridin down the block with Doctor Jeff slick scared |
Cause you don’t ever know what’s goin through his head |
Yeah and I think them niggas was really dead bruh |
But fuck it I said my grace let’s get this bread |
Yeah, yeah |
You niggas weak you niggas ain’t fed enough |
That’s why you mad bitch what you playin for |
Me and my niggas built a whole new game up |
And ya’ll know I ain’t lyin |
Bitch you know the same thang huh |
I’m one of the first underground kings |
And we was the first screamin fuck the mainstream |
We the ones said fuck a deal |
Get yourself some skill, a little dedication in the wheel |
Mix it all together that’s a formula to kill |
Its Slaughter Wulf Woe |
Pay yo homage or be squealed |
My pig nose forty so gorge- it give em chills |
She said let’s go hop off in it and spin it back to your crib, nigga |
That’s right my nigga let’s do another recap |
Like I said I don’t give a fuck about nan none of these hoes I don’t give a |
fuck about nan none of these niggas |
Ya’ll can hate, do what you want to but at the end of the day ain’t none of you |
niggas ain’t never been on shit |
Nigga, yeah |
Go tell them haters take a chill pill and catch a cab now |
Why she tweakin, why she geekin? |
Where her ride at? |
I run a business, 1−800-GETYOURCLOUTBACK |
Damn my phone ringin right damn now, boy would you look at that? |
You want a verse? |
I’ll do you worse and send this hearse back |
And don’t hit my email if you ain’t got them fire beat packs |
You lyin hatin ass rappers can retire that, yeah |
Or catch this final form Wulf Attack |
Yeah my nigga let’s do one final recap |
I don’t give a fuck about none of you niggas |
I swear to God I don’t- |
I swear to any God I don’t bruh |
I do me how I do me nigga |
I ain’t never listen to nan nigga |
I’m never gon start listenin to nobody |
Fuck all you niggas, you understand? |
I do what I want to do how I want to do it when I wanna do it |