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Rich Gang - I Know It Lyrics




[ Featuring Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug ]

I know it
What you know Quan?
I know it
Say what?
I know it
Hey

Walked in with a new bitch on me
Got a nigga mad, boy, I know it
F*cked a baby mama on the first time
Know he got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it, uh
F*cked his baby mama on the floor, uh
He lucky I even used a condom, wait
I ain't hit her in front of your children
Stupid nigga (hah), I'm lyin'
Bitch got mad 'cause I bought a Louis V
Spent all this money on myself (woo)
Where were you when I needed help? (Woo)
Nowhere to be found
But shawty a rebound, prayin' that she meet him (Rich Homie)
I'm draped up, Louis V's on my ear, so (ayy)

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

Walked in with all my niggas, f*ck nigga got mad and I know it
Green light ho, better know she goin'
And you ain't got to tell me, nigga, I know her
The freshest nigga in this motherf*cker right now, yeah
I don't like tellin' hoes no, always tell her, "Yeah"
I do what I can, make her say, "Yeah"
I can't help that I'm a motherf*ckin' player
Money stacked up so high, Himalayas
I'ma Libra, weigh it on the scale
Everybody in my ear, therefore

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

I know a bitch with about six children (swear)
Baby bottle full, no titty (ha)
20 Chainz on, no Tity (what?)
F your baby mama, no Fendi (f*ck 'em)
Stay at home, baby girl, if you timid (ayy)
Do my thang on the stage, I ain't goin' broke
Nah baby, I ain't Eddie Griffen (too much money right now)
I'm a shootin' star, baby girl, go ahead and make your wishes (go and make your wishes baby)
When the kids in town, tell 'em never ever use dirty dishes, ayy (never)
I'ma catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty-nine (freak bitch)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
If y'all can't see it, boy you must be blind
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know it, I know it, I know it
I know, I know, I know it
Ayy
Three words, Rich Homie Baby
(Isaac)
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I know it
What you know Quan?
I know it
Say what?
I know it
Hey

Walked in with a new bitch on me
Got a nigga mad, boy, I know it
F*cked a baby mama on the first time
Know he got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it, uh
F*cked his baby mama on the floor, uh
He lucky I even used a condom, wait
I ain't hit her in front of your children
Stupid nigga (hah), I'm lyin'
Bitch got mad 'cause I bought a Louis V
Spent all this money on myself (woo)
Where were you when I needed help? (Woo)
Nowhere to be found
But shawty a rebound, prayin' that she meet him (Rich Homie)
I'm draped up, Louis V's on my ear, so (ayy)

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

Walked in with all my niggas, f*ck nigga got mad and I know it
Green light ho, better know she goin'
And you ain't got to tell me, nigga, I know her
The freshest nigga in this motherf*cker right now, yeah
I don't like tellin' hoes no, always tell her, "Yeah"
I do what I can, make her say, "Yeah"
I can't help that I'm a motherf*ckin' player
Money stacked up so high, Himalayas
I'ma Libra, weigh it on the scale
Everybody in my ear, therefore

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

I know a bitch with about six children (swear)
Baby bottle full, no titty (ha)
20 Chainz on, no Tity (what?)
F your baby mama, no Fendi (f*ck 'em)
Stay at home, baby girl, if you timid (ayy)
Do my thang on the stage, I ain't goin' broke
Nah baby, I ain't Eddie Griffen (too much money right now)
I'm a shootin' star, baby girl, go ahead and make your wishes (go and make your wishes baby)
When the kids in town, tell 'em never ever use dirty dishes, ayy (never)
I'ma catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty-nine (freak bitch)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
If y'all can't see it, boy you must be blind
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey

I can't hear what you sayin' right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can't hear what you sayin' right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo)
I ain't goin' to a funeral but a nigga dead fresh
Hell yeah, I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*ck another nigga's bitch, make him mad
I don't give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hatin' on me, I know it (what?)
Quan f*ckin' her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me shit 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, f*ck 'em outdoors
I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know it, I know it, I know it
I know, I know, I know it
Ayy
Three words, Rich Homie Baby
(Isaac)
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Writer: Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Isaac Bivens, Jeffery Williams
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