El Escobario - Just.Know Lyrics

Come from the low now I'm makin the dough
F*ckin with me then you're gettin the smoke
Goofy ass nigga you know that you broke
Escobar Gang finna break in your home
Bitch we be ridin we out in the streets
Takin yo bitch in her mouth imma skeet
F*ckin around you ain't f*ckin with me
They locked up my cousin for being a fiend
Bitch we be packin up more of the green
LNS bitch ya I do it for team
Smokin the gas we rockin serene
Shootin a hunna we got .223
You trying to beef but you know a lame
F*ckin around put a shot in your brain
We toolin we boolin pop up hit a stain
Gettin the intel we winnin the game
They locked up my homie for packin a Rollie
And f*ck Mr. Smith cuz his dick he was showin
To some little kids but he seemed quite unknowing
Extorted his ass but he snitched and he told em
Ain't playin with shit I let the Ruger spit
Prayin for my cousin prayin for the clique
For LNS gang, and all of our shit
And those who supportin we don't f*ck with feds
Sometimes I just wish that I'd end up dead
Sometimes I just want a bitch on my bread
Sometimes I just want to go sleep go to bed
Sometimes I just wanna get money instead
I'm feelin myself blowin gas in the city
F*ckin with me throw a shot with a 50
Skeet off no parking we hot in the city
I get on her ass and she give me her titties
Just know that my niggas don't f*ck around
Just know that my niggas don't f*ck around
Escobario Gang ya my niggas don't f*ck around
Escobar gang ya we deep in these streets
I'm toting my pistol you know I got heat
Don't f*ck with my bird you'll get hit with the piece
LNS Gang ya we hop on the beat
I whip in a Bimmer don't whip in a jeep
I pull up with gang if you niggas want beef
I hit your girl up and we hop in the sheets
I kicked her ass out she don't mean shit to me
I'm riding around and my outfit on fleek
Got Gucci on deck and some gold on my teeth
I do it for gang ya we always gon' eat
My brothers is riders they shooting for me
Your gang is some goofies y'all funny to me
I pour up the tech I'm a fiend for the lean
I drop me a xan and I'm losing my spleen
Tote Macs with the beam, I'm gettin the green
My ass got locked up for extorting a lame
He snitched on my ass he put dirty on my name
If he come to my block he go out with a bang
My niggas don't play send shots at your face
I never will ever will f*ck with a Jake
They locked my ass up tried to get in my brain
Like "Why did you do it? Who with you? Don't play!"
I got out the jam and went right back to K
Just know that my niggas don't f*ck around
Escobar LNS we tote 30 rounds
Pull up on your block we don't make a sound
Just know that my niggas don't f*ck around