They Know It (ft. Lucci)

[Intro: Johnny Cinco] Yea Coo' Uh huh Yea Yea Coo' Ha Yea, Yea, Yea! [Verse 1: Johnny Cinco] Ha! Ok, stay down in them trenches to get money Ok! Hustle everyday Monday to Sunday All my niggas trying to get that money Stay down for that paper we gone grind If you do not grind you do not shine So I'm grinding all the fucking time 30 on my jewels! Grabbing on my jewels! Bitch I'm John Papi all the time! And I'm a real trapper They some real cappers Them niggas real actors Lucci keep a bad bitch, she like Cleopatra! Lucci keep a bad bitch, I'm over here pass her! [Hook: Johnny Cinco} They know it, say they fucked up and we know it! We stay down, and they know it! I want a Bentley truck like Floyd! Fucked up and they know it, and they know it Say they fucked up and we know it! We stay down, and they know it! My bitch badder than yours! Nigga my bitch badder than yours! My bitch badder than yours, and she know it [Verse 2: Lucci] I only drink out the bottle I never follow Might rock Balenciagas I got sick of Pradas Aye, all I hit is models Aye, this a different auto Might rock a mink in autumn I seen your bitch and bought her Ok! A hunna' on my wrist, that's a house, yea Ok! we might buy a house. Trap it out, yea! Ok, my nigga fire, we right here I spent five, on both ears See that car, right there! See that engine, in the rear! I got choices, I got gear! You couldn't afford, what I wear! I'm in the air, thats a lear, yea! Might make four this year Might fish scale, some on sale I ain't tryna buy 'em if it don't sell I ain't never seen a brick that won't sell, yea, yea! [Hook]