CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug - You Kno

(CC)
(Damn, Taurs)
I'm tryna make 'em understand, yeah, you know (You know)
I'm cool as fuck, I keep that fan, you know (Yeah, you know)
She tryna be my biggest fan, you know (Be my biggest fan)
I'm tryna be a better man, you know (Be a better man)
Yeah, you know what's up with me
You know what's up (Wassup, yeah)
You know I came for the cash, you know, the drugs?
Yeah, you know I been had swag, I have these hoes in love (Wow)
Yeah, you just might know my name but you don't know enough (Jony)
Yeah, you know I know you hate me (I'm knowing that you hate me)
You know I know you betrayed me (I knew that you betrayed me)
You know I just think that you tryna portray me, (Yeah) you know? (Yeah)
They took my art and started tracing, you know? (Yeah)
You know my life get kinda crazy, (Let's go, let's go) you know?
That these words could always pay me, you know (Yeah, I just want that money)
Yeah
I just get these bags you know
Run it up, run it up, run it up, light-speed fast, run it up quick, you know
I see that you tryna act a ass but you ain't shit you know
I don't even act like that I'm tough I keep that blick, you know
Sorry baby, know this shit get rough we just ain't click, you know (Sorry, baby)
Just like the wrong size, we just ain't fit, you know (Yeah, I said I'm sorry)
(Plug)
Yeah, you know
I been rolling these woods, they filled with gas, they filled with pain, you know
Niggas better look both sides when they cross that street, get hit with that flame, you know
Move out of town and you get a lil money that's really when they start to act strange, you know?
Hop out a car, smell like a hotbox, we still getting on this plane you know (Damn)
Hit the gas one time, vroom, vroom, you know that's Plug (Let's go, let's go)
You know, lil bitch want a taste of me 'cause I'm sipping on mud, you know (Wanna taste on me)
If you wanna book Plug, gotta get my gun in the club, (Gotta get that uh) you know
If 12 hit the lights, Imma still tuck all these drugs, (Just hit the lights, damn) you know
She so Camp Ca$h that bitch she want Chanel, (She want double C) yeah, you know
Canada Goose in the cold, I'm fresh as hell (Pay a lil rack for the coat)
Yeah, you know, pouring my heart on the beat, I'm being for real (I'm being so for real)
Yeah, you know, you can tell me yo secrets, I ain't gon' tell (I ain't gon', uh uh)
Take a flight to the west coast, come right back with the strong, (Come right back) yeah, you know
She liking my pictures on the Gram, that bitch wanna bone (She liking my pictures)
Saying sorry even though I might not be in the wrong, (Might be in the wrong) yeah, you know
Expressing my feelings but I won't say your name in a song

Written by:
Jontel Hackett, Kevin Hackett Jr.

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