yaknn - what you know (kndrck, luvancient)

Produced By: Malvi
Covert Art By: Me
Lyrics By: Me

Lyrics

(Chorus)

Fuck up the bass im tripping,
Ye, new chain oh ye big pimpin,
new diamonds this shit blinging, 
new- new diamonds this shit blinging,

(Verse 1)

Oh yeah hella hoes to bring in,
In the stu' bitch I keep siping,
Throw the ball in just like Pippen,
I don't beat my bitch like KanKan,

That Lil Bass oh ye keep hitting,
Serving Bass oh lowkey hitting,
Don't take pics bitch I stay hidden,
Brand new phone play we gon' hit it,

Ye ye ye ye ye, the bitch trynna pull my leg,
New- new- new bitch like who is next?
Ye brand new stick shellcatch that shit,
Your "lil shyt" keep throwing brick,
Tired of Giela' got new Rick'
Get this bitch off my nuts shit!,
Ye shootout so bloody oh ye like tick,

(Verse 2)

Drop some new bags this and this,
556. Bitch ill send this,
I eat bitch like fine ass dish,
Upgraded guns like what is this?

Your already dead so find a ditch,
Ye London fye up dont play bitch,
She suck dick oh ye like tit,
Yeah this bitch hit oh yeah lil bitch!

Yeah What's up?
Yeah fye!
Yeah What's up?

(Chorus)

Fuck up the bass im tripping,
Ye, new chain oh ye big pimpin,
new diamonds this shit blinging, 
new- new diamonds this shit blinging,

(Verse 1)

Oh yeah hella hoes to bring in,
In the stu' bitch I keep siping,
Throw the ball in just like Pippen,
I don't beat my bitch like KanKan,

That Lil Bass oh ye keep hitting,
Serving Bass oh lowkey hitting,
Don't take pics bitch I stay hidden,
Brand new phone play we gon' hit it,

Ye ye ye ye ye, the bitch trynna pull my leg,
New- new- new bitch like who is next?
Ye brand new stick shellcatch that shit,
Your "lil shyt" keep throwing brick,
Tired of Giela' got new Rick'
Get this bitch off my nuts shit!,
Ye shootout so bloody oh ye like tick.

BASS

produced by ny4

[intro: ro]
(nya)

[chorus: ny4]
try to keep up
i don’t need ya
yea i built my own lane (skrt)
now im swerving in a 2 seater
b-bank account getting heavy
every step i take make it deeper
(on god)
heyeah, ik my real friends i ain’t worried
‘bout these people
l-loyalty tight nigga my circle like a needle
staying away from the evil,
yea
why they tuning in to my life?
threw a party just for me
then i showed up twice (twice)

had my clone in the corner
taking fashion advice
i put the blueprint in ya’ face
and you still ain’t doing right
t-took the throne told ‘em adjust this shit
to my height (yea)
whatcha’ on? i think you the one
ima share my life
i’m tryna find the act
i just threw out the tris huh
i’m-i’m a glitch in the game
yea-yea a cheat code bitch (woo)
p-put the money in hand
i’ll make it make sense (how you)
c-claiming that you one of my opps
but can’t even make rent 🆗

my heart full of resentment for niggas
that won’t listen, i don’t give a fuck how you feeling—
‘member you ain’t help out when it wasn’t shit in the kitchen
i’m getting to that limit
time to show these niggas who we been
(been)
no i ain’t with all the gimmicks
(been)
ain’t doing shit for a image
(at all-)
2x