B. Cole - U Know It Lyrics

Yeah
Bitch you know it
Ridin clean nigga
Iced out nigga what
Real Seattle nigga
Northwest shit huh
Aye 24
Lets give these niggas sum'n to ride To nigga

You know da corner game got da Chain lit (bitch you know it)
I'm in da charger thang wit da stag Kit (bitch you know it)
Fresh feet ridin forgi's on my whip (Bitch you know it)
Whole team ride thick we gettin Rich (bitch you know it)
They say dem niggas from seattle Wit da shit (Bitch you know it)
Sweepa in truck 40 on hip
(Bitch you know it)
Pour ya glass baby let da pain drip
(Bitch you know it)
Countin paper hoe we ballin in dis Bitch (bitch you know it)

It's B. Cole I been gettin money fast
Bendin corners 160 on da dash
Errytime You see me bitch I'm ridin Clean
Wrist watch ring n da chain gleam
I don't trust niggas I ride wit da team
Shit ain't sweet da game ain't always wat it seem
Suckas niggas hatin cause they doin Bad
They wanna see me fall now I'm a Make em mad
F*ck ya talkin bitch I'm focused on My cream
Outchea stackin bundles like my Nigga keim
If you need a whole thing I need a Ring
We blowin stacks n swervin off a Cup a lean
U rock wit us then bitch u rockin Wit da best
Dem riches coming I can feel it in my Chest
I'm bout to pour u out blessing open Wide
Salute da real I know da hustlas feel my vibe

You know da corner game got da Chain lit
BITCH U KNOW IT
I'm in da charger thang wit da stag Kit
BITCH U KNOW IT
Fresh feet ridin forgi's on my whip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Whole team ride thick we gettin rich
BITCH U KNOW IT
They Say dem niggas from seattle Wit da shit
BITCH U KNOW IT
Sweepa in truck 40 on hip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Pour ya glass baby let da pain drip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Countin paper hoe we ballin in dis bitch
BITCH U KNOW IT

22s or higher wet dats how we really ide
Hit dat button boy lift up dem Butterflies
Limo tent a couple baddies by my Side
Several flavor hoes yeah I ain't got No type
We heavy everywhere these niggas Lookin light
Oh dats yo mane she like B. Cole dat nigga tight
I just pull up n dat charger like What's poppin'
Dippin swervin' bitch I'm chasin Down a profit
See how a playa make dat Stussy Match dem j's
Kicks diamond got da feet fleek n Keep me laced
Dem bitches jock when money talk n Grind pays
A real hustla get it 50 different ways
You rock wit us then bitch you Rockin wit da best
Dem riches coming I can feel it in my chest
I'm bout to pour u out blessing open Wide
Salute da real I know dem hustlas feel my vibe

You know da corner game got da Chain lit
BITCH U KNOW IT
I'm In da charger thang wit da stag Kit
BITCH U KNOW IT
Fresh feet ridin forgi's on my whip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Whole team ride thick we gettin Rich
BITCH U KNOW IT
They say dem niggas from seattle Wit da shit
BITCH U KNOW IT
Sweepa in truck 40 on hip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Pour ya glass baby let da pain drip
BITCH U KNOW IT
Countin paper hoe we ballin in dis Bitch
BITCH U KNOW IT