You Know (Explicit)

You Know (Explicit) - NAV/Metro Boomin/Belly

Written by：Ahmad Balshe/Navraj Goraya/Leland Wayne

Metro Boomin want some more ni**a

I used to hate going back to class in the same clothes

Now I don't wear sh*t twice 'cause popping tags is all I know

She said you've been gone for too long I know that you been f**king hoes

But I been in the studio 'cause chasing bags is all I know

Me and Metro popping addys been up for four nights in a row

All you gotta do is text the Addy and I'ma fill this b**ch with d**e

Everytime I show off I want a hundred or better for a show

Used to have one pair of Jordans

Now I wear designer on my toes

Remember that b**ch ain't wanna f**k me

Now I got a phone that be filled up with hoes

I used to have to wear the same shirt

Now I got a closet full of clothes

Most of my homies still doing dirt and they on the road selling d**e

Body can't even cross over the border said he wanna join me on the road

All this money got you in your feelings

I just copped a coupe took off the ceiling oh yeah

When you leave town your b**ch can't wait to see me see me

You know everything about me you wanna be me oh yeah

I blew a check you know

I bought a whip you know

I f**ked your b**ch you know

I'm getting rich you know

Bought a ice chain you know

Bought designer frames and you know

I pop and I sip you know

Get the bag and I dip you know

He don't know what to do with it

Heard it only go two minutes

You been acting brand new with it

B**ch you know I know who hit it

Girl I'ma f**k you 'til the room spinning

Block hot you was cool with it

New crib with the pool in it

Sh*t ain't the same without you in it

Always knew you would switch on me

Thought my mind was playing tricks on me

Before the rolls and the big rollies

I was big homies' big homie

Cage me up I turn mick foley

15 with the bricks on me

Millionaire with the stick on me

Got the sauce got the drip on me

Versace sweater Gucci links on it

Mink rug spilling drinks on it

I was broke just the other day

This type of sh*t make you think don't it

I made a list of all the hoes I hit

Stoner sh*t just so I don't forget

Once I really get a hold of it

I ain't ever letting go of it no

All this money got you in your feelings

I just copped a coupe took off the ceiling oh yeah

When you leave town your b**ch can't wait to see me see me

You know everything about me you wanna be me oh yeah

I blew a check you know

I bought a whip you know

I f**ked your b**ch you know

I'm getting rich you know

Bought a ice chain you know

Bought designer frames and you know

I pop and I sip you know

Get the bag and I dip you know