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letra de what you know - moneysign suede & az chike

[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 sh-t in my pants
what you know ’bout this life, ’bout my past?
yeah, it’s rainin’, i’m ridin’ with my n-gga chike and sh-t
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 b-tch, “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
n-ggas don’t want no smoke, n-ggas don’t want no beef
lil’ n-gga, 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 b-tch, come s-x 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
l!cks 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 sh-t 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 n-gga the blues like it’s jazz
thick b-tch got me feelin’ on her wrist
h-lla petty, oh, get a n-gga 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 b-tch 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 sh-t 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
l!cks 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 sh-t 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)

- moneysign suede az chike

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