I Know It

[Intro: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan] (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 Tell me got a nigga mad but I know it Fucked a baby mama on the first time know it Got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it Fucked his baby mama on the floor He lucky I even used a condom Wait, I even hit her in front of your children Stupid nigga! I’m lying Bitch got mad cause I bought a Louis V Spent all this money on myself Where were you when I needed help? Nowhere to be found But shawty a rebound, praying that she meet him I’m draped up, Louis V’s on my ear, so [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 Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it 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 ho, 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, I wait 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 Imma leave it weighing on a scale Everybody in my ear, therefore [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Thug] I know a bitch with about six children Baby bottle full, no titty 20 chains on, no Tity F your baby mama, no Fendi Stay at home, baby girl if you timid 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 When the kids in town, tell em never ever use daddy’s dishes Imma catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty nine If y'all can’t see it, boy you must be blind [Hook] [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 it, I know it I know it I know, I know I know it 3 words, Rich Homie Baby!