What You Know

[Intro: MoneySign Suede]
What you know about this life, 'bout a strap?
Like what you know about the scale, 'bout a sack?
'Member I ain't have shit in my pants
What you know 'bout this life, 'bout my past?
Yeah, it's rainin', I'm ridin' with my nigga Chike and shit
Ayy, yes, sir (Phew)
(Who is FortWoe? And that's it)

[Verse 1: AZ Chike]
Huh, too many bands in my hands, I wear the fat pants, uh
Tell that bitch, "Where my lap dance?"
Make a movie 'bout me ballin', call it Last Dance
Make 'em run, run a hole in his track pants

[Verse 2: MoneySign Suede]
Too much on my mind, need a pill for the beat
Niggas don't want no smoke, niggas don't want no beef
Lil' nigga, big guap in my jeans
No cap, this is what you see in your dreams

[Verse 3: AZ Chike]
Huh, okay, I just popped another bean, uh
Got Balenci' on the jeans
Thirty mags stickin' out like his powers gettin' me, uh
I love Fendi, I'm a double-F fiend, uh
Catch him sleep, he gon' have a wet dream
Got the bars on lock, please come arrest me, phew, uh
Bad bitch, come sex me, huh
I'm the wave, drive by on jet skis, huh

[Pre-Chorus: MoneySign Suede]
Okay, loud, Mr. Been Done That
Me and Chike, we ain't into all that cap
Licks and robbin', we into all of that
Yeah, alright, here's a pack to your bag

[Chorus: MoneySign Suede & AZ Chike]
What you know about this life, 'bout a strap?
Like what you know about the scale, 'bout a sack?
'Member I ain't have shit in my pants (Uh)
What you know 'bout this life, 'bout my past? (Phew, uh)

[Verse 4: AZ Chike]
Oh, you ain't know I'm about to get up on your ass
Quick smoke, big puff when I drag
I got rich 'cause I don't worry 'bout the cash
Uh, but I been about a bag
And I'll give the nigga the blues like it's jazz
Thick bitch got me feelin' on her ass
Hella petty, oh, get a nigga mad
Suede swervin' off that drank, don't crash

[Verse 5: MoneySign Suede]
See me, I ain't never really had it easy
I'm locked up in a cell twenty-four seven thinkin'
My bitch always mad, say I'm always busy
They say I'm a star, but I still keep glizzies
They say I need to chill, I took the wrong path
You don't know shit about my life, I had a rough past
Too much on my mind, right now, I need a Xan'
2017, I was ridin' in a van

[Pre-Chorus: MoneySign Suede]
Okay, loud, Mr. Been Done That
Me and Chike, we ain't into all that cap
Licks and robbin', we into all of that
Yeah, alright, here's a pack to your bag

[Chorus: MoneySign Suede]
What you know about this life, 'bout a strap?
Like what you know about the scale, 'bout a sack?
'Member I ain't have shit in my pants
What you know 'bout this life, 'bout my past?

[Outro: MoneySign Suede]
What you know about this life, 'bout a strap?
What you know about this life, 'bout a strap? (Phew)