letra de who knows - percaso
[intro]
(8- 803 young)
[verse 1: saveaj & percaso]
huh, i can’t talk right now i’m in the booth, i’m fried (facts)
this hoe call my phone i don’t give a f-ck, i just tell em’ to slide (come slide)
everytime we see [?] a opp tryna sound like the gang, them n-ggas gon’ hide (hide!)
and i feel like i’m god, do got some bread in my pocket that i can divide (divide)
if i’m tellin’ that b-tch goin’ mono, huh
popping this b-tch out the [?], huh
i’m the first to cross when i’m on the bench, i’m going hard like bruno
huh, walked in yo spot i just popped me a ‘who know’ b-tch i been high like ‘who knows’ (who knows)
that n-gga saying he f-cked my b-tch, i don’t really give f-cks, like kudo’s
b-tch i got higher than pluto
kicking this sh-t like this sh-t cost a [?]
my b-tch keep asking mе questions, i hide from the camеra i’m [?] like a photo
them n-ggas be moving with other n-ggas, i been moving around n-gga solo
buy me a trigger, hit the l!ck and this b-tch jump, n-gga you’d think this is pogo
this b-tch keep tryna go back and forth, man h-ll nah, b-tch do i look like a yoyo?
my diamonds so cold when i walk in the spot n-ggas thinking this sh-t was a froyo
i told you i’m poppin’ that ac’ and i’m sippin’ that lean so i’m moving in slow-mo
these n-ggas be asking me questions, i don’t do no features, i don’t do a promo (geek, geek!)
[verse 2: percaso]
uh, uh, i’m in the booth, what you gon’ do, its a stick up (bow bow bow bow!)
i just walked in the party, we getting lit with the bl!ck up (bl!ck up!)
bad b-tch, she wanna twerk to my song, all she gon’ do is take pics [?]
kk got locked in, now he in the booth and all the labels wanna cl!ck up (he in the booth!)
kk sell out [?], living cool, how i’m tryna be
my brother say you p-ssy, and you know it, get the f-ck ‘from me
hoe gon’ stay the same, just like gunna, man i’m pushin’ p
f-ck a mia b-tch, if i wanna, go for money [?]
kk been locked in, he just might spaz, uh
heard he talking sh-t my youngin’s already been on the mag, uh (on the mag!)
how i walk in and you keep yo bl!ck tucked, you ain’t tryna play
15, paper chasing, you ain’t ’bout that sh-t, boy that sh-t sad
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