Know Me by Katazui Lyrics
[INTRO]:
It's recording
Yo
[VERSE 1]:
Can you hold my blunt for a minute? I about to go spitting in it
Can’t take the spitters, hold the killas for the dealas
I hate this shit. Man, I made this shit
How many times y’all gonna ride with this time type shit?
Man I’m flowing with the realest taking out the demons outta the killas
I’m getting no credit for the fucking damn headaches
Boohoo, who knew? Fuck you. You lose
Goddamn. Oh man. Click clat. Bang Bang
Confettis in the air, I got three fingers and a hole
You look in it and you know, don’t be shy
You about to get the biggest neck alive
You know why? Bitch always giving milli necks to milli guys
[CHROUS]:
Cause I’m flowing and yeah I’m going
I don’t talk to any hoe cause they noisy
I got my brodies, I got my homies
I get the free cash money weed, cause the clique know me
Man, I’m banging, yeah I’m hazy
I don’t talk to any bitch cause they crazy
I got my homies, I got my brodies
Free on me, cash money weed, cause the clique know me
[VERSE 2]:
Holla, Holla, Holla, Stop
Getting the money, getting the racks
Getting the foreigns, getting the facts
Never talk to those who turn their backs
Man, I’m killing it, I always killing shit
Indefinitely, hating on me, turn a blessing to a peace of mind
No lie. Life is going alright, I got my homies to my side
Got my brodies they my ride or die
You see all them Taylors, man we always on our grind
TGOD, it’s Taylor gang or die
[CHROUS]:
Cause I’m flowing and yeah I’m going
I don’t talk to any hoe cause they noisy
I got my brodies, I got my homies
I get the free cash money weed, cause the clique know me
Man, I’m banging, yeah I’m hazy
I don’t talk to any bitch cause they crazy
I got my homies, I got my brodies
Free on me, cash money weed, cause the clique know me
It's recording
Yo
[VERSE 1]:
Can you hold my blunt for a minute? I about to go spitting in it
Can’t take the spitters, hold the killas for the dealas
I hate this shit. Man, I made this shit
How many times y’all gonna ride with this time type shit?
Man I’m flowing with the realest taking out the demons outta the killas
I’m getting no credit for the fucking damn headaches
Boohoo, who knew? Fuck you. You lose
Goddamn. Oh man. Click clat. Bang Bang
Confettis in the air, I got three fingers and a hole
You look in it and you know, don’t be shy
You about to get the biggest neck alive
You know why? Bitch always giving milli necks to milli guys
[CHROUS]:
Cause I’m flowing and yeah I’m going
I don’t talk to any hoe cause they noisy
I got my brodies, I got my homies
I get the free cash money weed, cause the clique know me
Man, I’m banging, yeah I’m hazy
I don’t talk to any bitch cause they crazy
I got my homies, I got my brodies
Free on me, cash money weed, cause the clique know me
[VERSE 2]:
Holla, Holla, Holla, Stop
Getting the money, getting the racks
Getting the foreigns, getting the facts
Never talk to those who turn their backs
Man, I’m killing it, I always killing shit
Indefinitely, hating on me, turn a blessing to a peace of mind
No lie. Life is going alright, I got my homies to my side
Got my brodies they my ride or die
You see all them Taylors, man we always on our grind
TGOD, it’s Taylor gang or die
[CHROUS]:
Cause I’m flowing and yeah I’m going
I don’t talk to any hoe cause they noisy
I got my brodies, I got my homies
I get the free cash money weed, cause the clique know me
Man, I’m banging, yeah I’m hazy
I don’t talk to any bitch cause they crazy
I got my homies, I got my brodies
Free on me, cash money weed, cause the clique know me