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Artiste : BiC Fizzle
Titre : Knowing
Phew, phew, phew

Ayy, BiC Fizzle

Let´s go
I been going hard, I´m knowin´ they ain´t hearin´ (They ain´t hearin´)
I just got a call, dropped a four, disappear (Dropped a four, disappear)
Nigga want static, well, fuck it, I´m here (Fuck it, I´m here)
New shit, don´t know how to drive this here
Ayy, fear God, that´s the only god I fear
Ayy, wrong move, we gon´ make it down that drill
Ayy, nigga want clout, so they dyin´ to live
Shout out SpaceX this my year (This my year)
Niggas ain´t steppers, they shooting in fear (Shooting in fear)
I really suit up and go out to kill (Go out to kill)
If you don´t come out, I ain´t shooting your crib (I ain´t shooting your crib)

Bae, what you want? Tell me who it is
Want me or this money? Or way that I live? (Way that I live)
Cutthroat, you know I´m slime, for real (Slime, for real)
Street shit, it made me cry, for real

You know we killers evolved (Evolved)
Sorry, God, I ain´t mean to hurt nobody (I ain´t mean to hurt nobody)
Committin´ some sins, will I make it to heaven? I don´t know but I been misguided (But I been misguided)
Gunshot may be related to sirens (Related to sirens)
Check the spot, hit the Glock with a close Rex (Close Rex)

Feds hot, nigga shot where the spot at (Where the spot at)
Same night, tryna catch me a prospect (Tryna catch me a )
I been chasing that money, that hand I was dealt
Fucked up, but I can´t even complain (I can´t even complain)
I ain´t dead, in jail, in the grave (The grave)
Running shit up ´til my hairs get gray (Get gray)
On the Eastside pushin´ my pack to the hustlers
Solo, but Corn don´t play (Corn don´t play)
Tilt the foreign, get shot in your face
Police get behind me, I´m doing the chase

BiC Fizzle
Let´s go
I been going hard, I´m knowin´ they ain´t hearin´ (They ain´t hearin´)

I just got a call, dropped a four, disappear (Dropped a four, disappear)
Nigga want static, well, fuck it, I´m here (Fuck it, I´m here)
New shit, don´t know how to drive this here
Ayy, fear God, that´s the only god I fear
Ayy, wrong move, we gon´ make it down that drill
Ayy, nigga want clout, so they dyin´ to live
Shout out SpaceX this my year (This my year)
Niggas ain´t steppers, they shooting in fear (Shooting in fear)
I really suit up and go out to kill (Go out to kill)
If you don´t come out, I ain´t shooting your crib (I ain´t shooting your crib)
Bae, what you want? Tell me who it is
Want me or this money? Or way that I live? (Way that I live)

Cutthroat, you know I´m slime, for real (Slime, for real)
Street shit, it made me cry, for real (Hey, hey)

You know the goal for us to get richer (Uh)
I never go hate on no nigga (Uh-uh)
Pistols on pistols when people want pictures (Grrah)
Just in case he think he a hitter (Just in case)
Just in case he think he a killer
Treat him like paper, fold him and spin him (Spin him)
You in the blender, ´cause these hoes make you too tender
Shit pitiful (For real)
Look at the moon, that shit made me feel like a wolf (Aw-woo)

DJ got charged, they threw him the book
We jumped off the porch, we ain´t need a push
Throw us the AMG, stand on the roof (The roof)
You wouldn´t believe how long this shit took
I couldn´t believe they said they were there (What?)
Bulletproof GMC look like a Lyft
God and myself, only people I fear
Jumped in the Lamb´, watch me disappear
Granny, I wish you was here (I wish you were here)
Meka, I wish you were here (Right here)
Come back, I got you a beer (I got you one, and I )
Won´t never be up in the middle
And I been servin´ like Fizzle
These niggas be hating, these niggas pretenders (Let´s go)

BiC Fizzle
Let´s go
I been going hard, I´m knowin´ they ain´t hearin´ (They ain´t hearin´)
I just got a call, dropped a four, disappear (Dropped a four, disappear)
Nigga want static, well, fuck it, I´m here (Fuck it, I´m here)
New shit, don´t know how to drive this here
Ayy, fear God, that´s the only god I fear
Ayy, wrong move, we gon´ make it down that drill
Ayy, nigga want clout, so they dyin´ to live
Shout out SpaceX this my year (This my year)
Niggas ain´t steppers, they shooting in fear (Shooting in fear)
I really suit up and go out to kill (Go out to kill)

If you don´t come out, I ain´t shooting your crib (I ain´t shooting your crib)
Bae, what you want? Tell me who it is
Want me or this money? Or way that I live? (Way that I live)
Cutthroat, you know I´m slime, for real (Slime, for real)
Street shit, it made me cry, for real