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Know That (ZeZe) Video (MV)




Performed By: Contra
Length: 2:48
Written by: Hayden Hall




Contra - Know That (ZeZe) Lyrics




Y' all don't want no smoke, and you ain't about no action
And the last threats you sent just had me f*cking laughing
When you talking 'bout paper then I get distracted
Cause I'm always on some money like I'm Andrew Jackson, boy you
Know what this is, I ain't even gotta tell ya'
When the shit go down you gone be softer than f*cking feather
You already know the deal, bitch you know I'm real
And I'm goin to the top like a ferris wheel
When you speak about me better call me the greatest
Cause I ain't giving up or quitting till I get out the basement
Yea it's gonna feel good when I cash that first check
But f*ck the money and the fame all I want is respect, man
All I wanna do is smoke some chronic with my crew
And I'm really tryna chill baby me and you
We can do this all the time, we can even wine and dine
And when we done f*cking then im pressing rewind

All this talking with no action, all these pictures but no captions
That's why I'm lashing, window smashing, go old fashion, no ones lasting
Bitch smacking, blunt wrapping, pistol packing, about that action
You can talk that shit or you can really make this happen

All my ice dripping you already know that
If you wanna get a seven where's the dice I'll roll that
You wanna talk some shit pussy where's the door at
Cause we can take this outside and you already know that
Dawg I got a gold chain and you already know that
And I got a gold ring yeah I like to show that
And you know this beat bang send a shout to kodak
And my baby girl is foreign I bet you didn't know that, man

Bitch I'm Young Contra, I'm amazing, I'm a monster
Now I got ya', I'm your father, step your sauce up, pussy boss up
When you're stepping up to me then you will D.I.E
Rest in peace, heavenly, respect your G's, remember me, pussy
If you want some beef then you can come on in and eat
But when you disrespect I got to put your ass to sleep
And come January dawg I'm dropping brand new heat
And when them lyrics hit your dome, you gone be jumping out your seat
I'm on a whole nother level, clear the dogs release the kettle
Cause there couldn't be a God if we aint never had the devil
So I'm living life so thankful, even though I got my hands full
And because he's fake as hell dawg I had to let my mans go
Ain't got shit to say about it, I guess the pack was overcrowded
But I'm tryna get this money so my momma can be proud about it
There's nothing you can say to me, I got my fans and they believe
Especially your bitch cause she said she wanna stay with me

All my ice dripping you already know that
If you wanna get a seven where's the dice I'll roll that
You wanna talk some shit pussy where's the door at
Cause we can take this outside and you already know that
Dawg I got a gold chain and you already know that
And I got a gold ring yeah I like to show that
And you know this beat bang send a shout to kodak
And my baby girl is foreign I bet you didn't know that, man
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Y' all don't want no smoke, and you ain't about no action
And the last threats you sent just had me f*cking laughing
When you talking 'bout paper then I get distracted
Cause I'm always on some money like I'm Andrew Jackson, boy you
Know what this is, I ain't even gotta tell ya'
When the shit go down you gone be softer than f*cking feather
You already know the deal, bitch you know I'm real
And I'm goin to the top like a ferris wheel
When you speak about me better call me the greatest
Cause I ain't giving up or quitting till I get out the basement
Yea it's gonna feel good when I cash that first check
But f*ck the money and the fame all I want is respect, man
All I wanna do is smoke some chronic with my crew
And I'm really tryna chill baby me and you
We can do this all the time, we can even wine and dine
And when we done f*cking then im pressing rewind

All this talking with no action, all these pictures but no captions
That's why I'm lashing, window smashing, go old fashion, no ones lasting
Bitch smacking, blunt wrapping, pistol packing, about that action
You can talk that shit or you can really make this happen

All my ice dripping you already know that
If you wanna get a seven where's the dice I'll roll that
You wanna talk some shit pussy where's the door at
Cause we can take this outside and you already know that
Dawg I got a gold chain and you already know that
And I got a gold ring yeah I like to show that
And you know this beat bang send a shout to kodak
And my baby girl is foreign I bet you didn't know that, man

Bitch I'm Young Contra, I'm amazing, I'm a monster
Now I got ya', I'm your father, step your sauce up, pussy boss up
When you're stepping up to me then you will D.I.E
Rest in peace, heavenly, respect your G's, remember me, pussy
If you want some beef then you can come on in and eat
But when you disrespect I got to put your ass to sleep
And come January dawg I'm dropping brand new heat
And when them lyrics hit your dome, you gone be jumping out your seat
I'm on a whole nother level, clear the dogs release the kettle
Cause there couldn't be a God if we aint never had the devil
So I'm living life so thankful, even though I got my hands full
And because he's fake as hell dawg I had to let my mans go
Ain't got shit to say about it, I guess the pack was overcrowded
But I'm tryna get this money so my momma can be proud about it
There's nothing you can say to me, I got my fans and they believe
Especially your bitch cause she said she wanna stay with me

All my ice dripping you already know that
If you wanna get a seven where's the dice I'll roll that
You wanna talk some shit pussy where's the door at
Cause we can take this outside and you already know that
Dawg I got a gold chain and you already know that
And I got a gold ring yeah I like to show that
And you know this beat bang send a shout to kodak
And my baby girl is foreign I bet you didn't know that, man
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Writer: Hayden Hall
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