Lyrics I Know - YC (Yung Chris), DJ Kenni Starr, Ace Hood

I Know

I saw my… cause I know
What you gonna.
cause I know…
I Know!
(x9)
I’m fresh as hell I know
Got kush in my pockets I know
Ice on my shirts I know
Horseshoes on my pockets I know
Got racks in my jeans I know
Got a campaign yea I know
Your girl wanna smash I know
She a bad bitch yeah I know
Horseshoes on her pockets I know
Keep a bag on her arm I know
All my bitches Oughta Know
I know (x12)
Boy it ain’t black ice I know
40 grand on my neck I know
Big rocks in my watch I know
Buy every pair of trues in the store
Louis, Gucci, Bally, got every air I know
That coupe don’t make no sense
It ain’t got no brain no more
That girl ain’t your no more
Lookin' for a couple racks I know
Got every Louis bag
Yeah, I bought ‘em yeah I know
She like to call her friends and brag
What you think I did it fo'?
I know, I know, yeah I let her know!
I’m fresh as hell I know
Got kush in my pockets I know
Ice on my shirt I know
Horseshoes on my pockets I know
Got lean in my cup I know
Got racks in my jeans I know
Got a campaign yeah yeah I know
Your girl wanna smash I know
Horseshoes on her pockets I know
Keep a bag on her arm I know
All my bitches Oughta Know
(Ace Hood!) I know (x12)
Ok yeah real nigga yeah I know
Hundred grand on a whip, I blow
Slid in a benzo, bitch i’m an N4
10−4 with some hoes
Nigga i’ll get low, this nigga bout dough, so sick my flow I know
Ain’t fuckin with a bitch can’t go
How bout on my neck gon' glow
Still stuntin on you niggas I know
Red bottoms on my toes
60's on my chevy, that’s just how I flow
Got a pistol on my waist
Shoot her like i’m wade
All white Panama, European Suade
Yeah I do this shit I know
Too fly, i’m high, you low
You love that bitch, I don’t
Hit it up and a nigga get ghost
I just give her that good, keep it all the way hood
Do-Do some out the door
This YSL, Lauderdale, ask yo bitch to hide or tell
I’m fresh as hell I know
Got kush in my pockets I know
Ice on my shirt I know
Horseshoes on my pockets I know
Got lean in my cup I know
Got racks in my jeans I know
Got a campaign yeah yeah I know
Your girl wanna smash I know
Horseshoes on her pockets I know
Keep a bag on her arm I know
All my bitches Oughta Know
I know (x12)
I’m fly as fuck I know
Blew the brains on my bass I know
Rocks trues or robins
Girl you already know
That girl don’t wanna smash
Well girl you gotta go
Get the fuck outta here
And don’t you call my phone no more (don't call)
All I hit is dimes
Get spins all the time
I’m on so many drugs
Done loss my God damn mind
800 on the kicks
400 on the jeans
That’s a stack gone bitch
Money ain’t a thing
I’m fresh as hell I know
Got kush in my pockets I know
Ice on my shirt I know
Horseshoes on my pockets I know
Got lean in my cup I know
Got racks in my jeans I know
Got a campaign yeah yeah I know
Your girl wanna smash I know
Horseshoes on her pockets I know
Keep a bag on her arm I know
All my bitches Oughta Know
I know (x12)