I know it
What you know Quan?
I know it
Say what?
I know it
Hey
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 aint hit her in front of your children
Stupid nigga 
Im 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 
Im draped up, Louis Vs on my ear, so 
I cant hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it 
I cant hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it 
I aint going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it 
Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad
I dont 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 cant tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors
Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
Walked in with all my niggas, fuck nigga got mad and I know it
Green light ho, better know she going
And you aint got to tell me, nigga, I know her
The freshest nigga in this motherfucker right now, yeah
I dont like tellin hoes no, always tell her yeah
I do what I can, make her say yeah
I cant help that Im a motherfucking player
Money stacked up so high, Himalayas
Ima Libra, weigh it on the scale
Everybody in my ear, therefore
I cant hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it 
I cant hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it 
I aint going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it 
Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad
I dont 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 cant tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors
Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
I know a bitch with about six children 
Baby bottle full, no titty 
20 Chainz on, no Tity 
F your baby mama, no Fendi 
Stay at home, baby girl if you timid 
Do my thang on the stage, I aint going broke, naw baby I aint Eddie Griffen 
Im a shooting star, baby girl, go ahead and make your wishes 
When the kids in town, tell em never ever use dirty dishes, ayy 
Ima catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty-nine 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
If yall cant see it, boy you must be blind
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
I cant hear what you saying right now
My weed too loud and I know it 
I cant hear what you saying right now
Louis V earmuffs and I know it 
I aint going to a funeral
But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it 
Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad
I dont 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 cant tell me shit bout me, I know it
I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it
Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors
Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it
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
Ayy
Three words, Rich Homie Baby
Isaac