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letra de know better remix - kay rico

[intro: kay rico]
uh, yo aitch? what we saying?
n-ggas should know better? yeah
what we saying?

[chorus: kay rico]
i ain’t from harlem but i’m a spartan, yeah, like loski
after i done that dirt, she really try phone me
i was with shh, doin’ shh, with the shh, with a few of the brodie’s
how dare they approach me?
like i weren’t equipped with the pokey
i ain’t from harlem but i’m a spartan, yeah, like loski
after i done that dirt, she really try phone me
i was with shh, doin’ shh, with the shh, with a few of the brodie’s
how dare they approach me?
like i weren’t equipped with the pokey

[verse 1: kay rico]
f-ck that fam, i’m ready to go
lettin’ you know, that i’m coming with the heaviest smoke
try and approach, then i’m giving man several of pokes
it’s no joke, i ain’t dying anytime, i’m woke
apply pressure when i back the fl!cky out of the coat
control situations like i carry remotes
any n-gga wanna act up i’m turning them ghost
doing the most, make a brudda wan’ do 10 toes (mi bring through) whole leap ah pattern with one bag of flex
you think seh me a go let my pen rest
wake up in the morning and hold a fresh
put on mi coat and steppers and step
money affi mek, money ah di object
if a gyal you a chase first, dat nah correct
how you garn keep a gyal beside you
when you don’t even have a lot of money fi spend (yo)
a what you chat bout, me have it, me have it
whole leap a pound inna mi wallet
if a nuh me wallet then me pocket
born hustler me can’t stop it
tek what, left what, me a go shot him
a my money dat you can’t have it
see with your eyes don’t touch it
if you touch it my darg
swear down upon my life me a go bruk it
mek p-ssyhole warn squeal like puppy

[verse 2: aitch]
ay
i don’t bang squares but i bang bad b-tches (ay)
you know, say, i sh-ll down grime on a regs
hold up a hot sec, let me switch it (sh-ll it)
don’t serve both in the trap but i can merk both when i rap cah i’m gifted
jump on a grime dub one day, next day, jump on a trap beat (uh)
can’t tell me i’m predictive
white kid doin’ up sick sh-t
check crib sessions, westwood my witness
spit a quick lyric and spirits get lifted
shue down shows on my ones, i ain’t never been -ssisted (no way)
and the fans still jumpin’ about
f-ck a flip blade, you can get tumped in the mouth
but true say, shh got shh when he shh’d in the house
see me with bros, that’s rb, a1, k and m, nuff love for them (my guys)
eight real dons in my circle, other than that, all the rest just friends
they know my face and i don’t know their’s
but i don’t give a f cah i’m still on ends (f-ck ’em)
long time i ain’t seen renz, we was on the c doin’ nuttin’ but shh
g-ssin’ and chattin’ ’bout clappin’
i’m rapping it, stacking, i’m laughin’ my head off at them
shootin’ and stabbin’ but can’t take a smacking
to me, that’s not active, i’m just talking sense
attack it so rapid, the riddim is damaged
man come like -ss-ssin, i’m f-ckin’ immense
now them man are static, don’t back they can hack it
mc’s better panic, i’ve done it again (baow, baow)

- kay rico

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