Phuzz - They Know It

Walking thru TSA
If they look thru my bag
Going straight to da DEA
Record my life
You'll get a VMA
See how I'm flipping this work
You'll be amazed
In a week
I just went thru bout 20 packs
I'm in the streets
You do not see on Cinemax
My life still a movie
I just filled all of my clips
We can shoot it
Ooo
Speeding down 405
Flight leaving 4 o'clock
Trynna beat da pack back
Ducking dodging road blocks
We all on da road to money
I just took da fast track
I been stacking up
Been doing numbers like da NASDAQ
Got a spot on both sides
I got coast to coast ties
I just hit my migo
He just sent a load of mota
Da pack gon touchdown
Every time that I throw it
I just flooded out your strip
And they know it
Pull up on your strip
Popping shit wit no Champagne
They know my name in da streets
Like I campaign
Obama
I'm back of da black truck all tinted up
They look at me and say
"Phuzz did da damn thang"
Ooo I just picked up a fresh pack from da florist
I can't tell if this a trap house or a forest
Ooo been on da block
Beat it up like Chuck Norris
This .45 play da drums
Let da chop play da chorus
La La La La
Fye Fye Fye
Grratatata
Fa Bye Bye Bye Oh
Yea news cameras live
Put em on Channel 4
Last time he alive
You won't see him no more
Next time gotta watch
What you bring to my door
Cuz I win da war
I don't even da score
Call me Mr. Postman
I should get a trophy
Just tripled up my worth
Off the profits and the proceeds
They coulda did the work
But they just stopped
They got them cold feet
She like when I take charge
I'm in da bed I'm grabbing both cheeks
Ooo Winter or Summer
You tell me what's better
We on a jet
We gon spin on whoever
Ooo that white sand look good
It don't matter da weather
Ooo this that rich sex
Swear to God she get wetter
Speeding down 405
Flight leaving 4 o'clock
Trynna beat da pack back
Ducking dodging road blocks
We all on da road to money
I just took da fast track
I been stacking up
Been doing numbers like da NASDAQ
Got a spot on both sides
I got coast to coast ties
I just hit my migo
He just sent a load of mota
Da pack gon touchdown
Every time that I throw it
I just flooded out your strip
And they know it

Written by:
TaVon Francis

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