(I know it)
What you know Quan
(I know it)
Say what
(I know it)
Hey

Walked in with a new b****
Tell me got a n**** mad but I know it
F***ed a baby mama on the first time know it
Got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it
F***ed his baby mama on the floor
He lucky I even used a condom
Wait, I even hit her in front of your children
Stupid n****! I'm lying
B**** 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

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 n**** dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*** another n****'s b****, make him mad
I don't give a damn, n**** I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it
Lot of n****s hating on me, I know it
Quan f***ing her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me s*** 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the b****es, n**** I know it
Handful of b****es, f*** em, outdoors
I'm the man n****, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

Walked in with all my n****s, f*** n**** got mad and I know it
Green light ho, better know she going
And you ain't got to tell me, n**** I know it
The freshest n**** in this motherf***er, 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 motherf***ing player
Money stacked up so high Himalayas
Imma leave it weighing on a scale
Everybody in my ear, therefore

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 n**** dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*** another n****'s b****, make him mad
I don't give a damn, n**** I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it
Lot of n****s hating on me, I know it
Quan f***ing her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me s*** 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the b****es, n**** I know it
Handful of b****es, f*** em, outdoors
I'm the man n****, yeah, I know it
Yeah, I know it

I know a b**** 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 n**** b**** and make her do the sixty nine
If y'all can't see it, boy you must be blind

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 n**** dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie)
Love to f*** another n****'s b****, make him mad
I don't give a damn, n**** I know it
Whole lot of money on me, I know it
Lot of n****s hating on me, I know it
Quan f***ing her too, yeah I know it
And you can't tell me s*** 'bout me, I know it
I done ran through the b****es, n**** I know it
Handful of b****es, f*** em, outdoors
I'm the man n****, 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 it, I know it
I know it
I know, I know
I know it
3 words, Rich Homie Baby