I Know - YG, Mitch

I know, I’m off the four, yeah, I know

I know, I’m movin' real slow

I know, I got your hoe

I know, I’m off the four and I’m slow

I know that Rollie rose gold

I know I got your hoe

I had to go back to my city one time

Tell 'em hatin' niggas that I made it, on God

Oh shit, I got a couple million in the bank

Oh shit, I’m trippin' and I ain’t got fuckin' a thing

All my niggas kept grindin' on this side

All my niggas got the bread and we down to ride

Oh, 400, what the fuck it do?

I done got a couple bands

I ain’t got to wear designer

But I still keep a burner, Tiimmy Turner (grrrt)

All these bitches, yeah, they trippin' cause I’m on

They don’t wanna show me love but it’s cool

On God, I’ve been on the same shit all my life

On God, I’ve been on the same shit all my life

I know, I’m off the four, yeah, I know

I know, I’m movin' real slow

I know, I got your hoe

I know, I’m off the four and I’m slow

I know that Rollie rose gold

I know I got your hoe

I know, back then they ain’t want me, Mike Jones

Now I’m hot, they all on me, Mike Jones

Fuck him up, he lost all the way, Mike Jones

I know, got drunk with your hoe

I don’t want her, keep ya hoe

«YG, what you gon' do with that dope?»

Take all my niggas to my show

You should know how it 'bout to go when I come through

Hunnid deep, if I don’t like you I’m a confront you

Pull up like Pac, middle finger out the sunroof

Pull up like Biggie in your city, what you gon' do?

If niggas wanna play, we could play

If niggas wanna play, we could play

I did it without Dre, I did it without Jay, I did it without Ye

What the fuck could y’all say?

I know, I’m off the four, yeah, I know

I know, I’m movin' real slow

I know, I got your hoe

I know, I’m off the four and I’m slow

I know that Rollie rose gold

I know I got your hoe

I put your bitch in Givenchy

I make your bitch call me «papi»

Fuck her on top of the 'Rari

Get that bitch actin' so naughty

I put your bitch in Céline

I put your bitch on the team

I hit your bitch in the backseat

I make your bitch Snapchat me, that pussy

I know, I’m off the four, yeah, I know

I know, I’m movin' real slow

I know, I got your hoe

I know, I’m off the four and I’m slow

I know that Rollie rose gold

I know I got your hoe

I know, I know I’m comin' through strong

She chose us, man, chose us

I’m 'bout to

I know, I know I’m comin' through strong

Nigga, get your bag up, get your swag up

Major swag alert, major bag alert, nigga

MoneyMakinMitch, what’s happenin' though?