Knowing (feat. BigWalkDog) (Explicit) - BiC Fizzle/BigWalkDog
Lyrics by：Aleksandr Tabensky/Daiki Ishii/Dajour Jamal Walker/Jeremiah Northern/Jian Rudan Emilian
Produced by：4thedrill/MONEYXO/Trill Dynasty
Phew phew phew
Ayy Big fizzle
Let's go
I been going hard I know they ain't hearin'
They ain't hearin'
I just got a call dropped a four disappear
Dropped a four disappear
Nigga want static well **** it I'm here
**** it I'm here
New **** don't know how to drive this here
Ayy fear of God that's the only God I fear
Ayy Rome we gon' make it down that drill
Ayy nigga want clout so they dyin' to live
Shout out Space ayy this my year
This my year
Niggas ain't steppin' but they shooting in fear
I really suit up and go out to kill
If you don't come out I ain't shooting your crib
Bae what you what
Tell me who it is
Want me or this money
Or way that I live
Cutthroat you know I'm slimey for real
Street **** it made me cry for real
You know we killers so why try
Sorry God I ain't even hurt nobody
I ain't even hurt nobody
Kameal sixteen when I make it to heaven
I don't know but I been misguided
But I been misguided
Gunshot may be related to sirens
Related to sirens
Check the spot hit the Glock with a close Rex
Close Rex
Feel it hot nigga shot where the spot at
Where the spot at
Slangin' iron tryna catch me a prospect
Catch me a
I been chasing that money that hand I was dealt
****** up but I can't even complain
I can't even complain
I ain't dead in jail in the grave
Running **** up 'til my hairs get gray
On the Eastside pushin' my pack to the hustlers
Solo but Corn don't play
Corn don't play
Tilt the foreign get shot in your face
Police get behind me I'm doing the chase
Bic fizzle
Let's go
I been going hard I know they ain't hearin'
They ain't hearin'
I just got a call dropped a four disappear
Dropped a four disappear
Nigga want static well **** it I'm here
**** it I'm here
New **** don't know how to drive this here
Ayy fear of God that's the only God I fear
Ayy Rome we gon' make it down that drill
Ayy nigga want clout so they dyin' to live
Shout out Space ayy this my year
This my year
Niggas ain't steppin' but they shooting in fear
I really suit up and go out to kill
If you don't come out I ain't shooting your crib
Bae what you what
Tell me who it is
Want me or this money
Or way that I live
Cutthroat you know I'm slimey for real
Slimey for real
Street **** it made me cry for real
You know the goal for us to get richer
Uh
I never go hate on no nigga
Uh uh
Pistols on pistols when people want pictures
Grrah
Just in case he think he a hitter
Just in case
Just in case he think he a killer
Treat him like paper fold him then spin him
Spin him
You in the blender 'cause
These h*es make you too tender
**** pitiful
Look at the moon that **** made me feel like a wolf
Aw
DJ got charged they threw him the book
We jumped off the porch we ain't need a push
Throw us the AMG stand on the roof
The roof
You wouldn't believe how long this **** took
I couldn't believe they said they were there
What
Bulletproof GMC look like a Lyft
God in myself only people I fear
Jumped in the Lamb' watch me disappear
Granny I wish you was here
Were here
Meka I wish you were here
Right here
Come back I got you a beer
I got you one and I
Won't never be up in the middle
And I been servin' like fizzle
These niggas be hating these niggas pretenders
Let's go
Bic fizzle
Let's go
I been going hard I know they ain't hearin'
They ain't hearin'
I just got a call dropped a four disappear
Nigga want static well **** it I'm here
**** it I'm here
New **** don't know how to drive this here
Ayy fear of God that's the only God I fear
Ayy Rome we gon' make it down that drill
Ayy nigga want clout so they dyin' to live
Shout out Space ayy this my year
This my year
Niggas ain't steppin' but they shooting in fear
I really suit up and go out to kill
If you don't come out I ain't shooting your crib
Bae what you what
Tell me who it is
Want me or this money
Or way that I live
Cutthroat you know I'm slimey for real
Street **** it made me cry for real
