We Know

[Intro: Crash Rarri]
(Ain't gon' lie, bruh, Rayan, you went crazy on this one)
I'm just tired of all these niggas talkin' 'bout shit that they don't know nothin' about, drugs you don't know nothin' about
That jewelry, that shit is cap
(Nile, I hear you)
Shit too crazy out here, man, the streets fucked up, man, niggas tellin'
Can't believe these niggas, man
No cap
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
I cannot believe these niggas or these hoes no more
They talkin' 'bout diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no more
They talkin' VVs in they sеt that they can't show no more
They talkin' 'bout drugs that thеy don't get, can't push no load no more
We, we know that you a snitch and then you told some more
You told them crackers everything and you ain't get no parole
You talking gangster on the net, we know you really a ho
Don't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we gone

[Verse 1: Crash Rarri]
These niggas always blowin' smoke, told 'em that cancer gon' come
They always screamin' on the net, throwin' a tantrum or somethin'
I'd rather rubber band a check, these niggas bumpin' they gums
I'll put a band on one of y'all's heads and watch you fuck niggas run
You let 'em tell it, they gon' yell it like you always been bums
But I put ice up on my chest, feel like it's Vicks on my lungs
Boy, I am grown, better watch your tone 'fore I put dick on your mom
I bang the 2, so I did two-tone on all of my charms
If you ain't got all of the money, why you callin' my phone?
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no head, you shouldn't head to my home
I'm hangin' up, these niggas talkin' way too much on my phone
A hundred K just came my way right when you left me alone

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
I cannot believe these niggas or these hoes no more
They talkin' 'bout diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no more
They talkin' VVs in they set that they can't show no more
They talkin' 'bout drugs that they don't get, can't push no load no more
We, we know that you a snitch and then you told some more
You told them crackers everything and you ain't get no parole
You talking gangster on the net, we know you really a ho
Don't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we gone

[Verse 2: Warhol.SS]
Better not front your move, you ain't gon' stand on what you sayin'
We talkin' 'bout paper in my circle, if you broke, then you be playin'
I go 220 in this Track', the police catch me, I'll be dead
I put my pieces to my puzzle, I won't never see no kin
Yeah, see, my neck a fuckin' blizzard, so I keep that Smith & Wesson
My cousin brought them quarter bricks in, baking soda, got to stretching
Ayy, when you in this shit, you better not let no nigga take you out
These niggas, they be turnin' bitch and ridin' dick, that's just for clout
Ayy, ayy, the judge say my partner, he a flight risk
So they ain't grant his bail, but we got lawyer money fightin' this
White baguettes on icepick, carats, all this ice lit
I can't put shit past a nigga, cap is all I seen since

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
I cannot believe these niggas or these hoes no more
They talkin' 'bout diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no more
They talkin' VVs in they set that they can't show no more
They talkin' 'bout drugs that they don't get, can't push no load no more
We, we know that you a snitch and then you told some more
You told them crackers everything and you ain't get no parole
You talking gangster on the net, we know you really a ho
Don't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we gone

[Outro]
(Ain't gon' lie, bruh, Rayan, you went crazy on this one)
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
(Nile, I hear you)