[Intro: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
I know it
What you know Quan?
I know it
Say what?
I know it
Hey!
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
Walked in with a new bitch on me
Got a nigga mad, boy I know it
Fucked a baby mama on the first time
Know he got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it, uh
Fucked his baby mama on the floor, uh
He lucky I even used a condom, wait
I ain't hit her in front of your children
Stupid nigga! (hah!)
I’m lying
Bitch got mad cause I bought a Louis V
Spent all this money on myself (woo!)
Where were you when I needed help? (woo!)
Nowhere to be found
But shawty a rebound, praying that she meet him (Rich Homie)
I’m draped up, Louis V’s on my ear, so (aye!)
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
I can’t hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can’t hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo!)
I ain’t going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie!)
Love to fuck another nigga’s bitch, make him mad
I don’t give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it (what?)
Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it
And you can’t tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em, outdoors
I’m the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Walked in with all my niggas, fuck nigga got mad and I know it
Green light hoe, better know she going
And you ain’t got to tell me, nigga, I know her
The freshest nigga in this motherfucker right now, yeah
I don’t like tellin' hoes no, always tell her “yeah”
I do what I can, make her say "yeah"
I can’t help that I’m a motherfucking player
Money stacked up so high, Himalayas
I'ma Libra, weigh it on the scale
Everybody in my ear, therefore
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
I can’t hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can’t hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo!)
I ain’t going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie!)
Love to fuck another nigga’s bitch, make him mad
I don’t give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it (what?)
Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it
And you can’t tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em, outdoors
I’m the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
[Verse 3: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
I know a bitch with about six children (swea)
Baby bottle full, no titty (hah!)
20 Chainz on, no Tity (what?)
F your baby mama, no Fendi (fuck em!)
Stay at home, baby girl if you timid (ayee)
Do my thang on the stage, I ain’t going broke, naw baby I ain’t Eddie Griffen (too much money right now)
I’m a shooting star, baby girl, go ahead and make your wishes (go and make your wishes baby)
When the kids in town, tell em never ever use dirty dishes, aye (never)
I'ma catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty nine (freak bitch!)
Aye, aye, aye, hey!
If y'all can’t see it, boy you must be blind
Aye, aye, aye, hey!
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
I can’t hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it (what?)
I can’t hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo!)
I ain’t going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie!)
Love to fuck another nigga’s bitch, make him mad
I don’t give a damn, nigga I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it (yeah)
Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it (what?)
Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it
And you can’t tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em, outdoors
I’m the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
[Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know it
I know it
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know it, I know it, I know it
I know, I know, I know it
Aye!
3 words, Rich Homie Baby!
Isaac!
