We Know - 42 Dugg

I got caught up with hustlin', yeah, and kinda rappin'

You gotta be different, all these niggas kinda average

Still in the city, a nickel on me, mill in cash

Show you a tuh, yeah, nigga get bag

Drekk got a Richie, my ex bitch gettin' mad

Dugg gettin' richer, like why the fuck are you still in cats?

We know who run this bitch

Condo for the bricks, bows sold on the sixth

Coldest hoes on my dick, yeah, he got one

Lamb truck and the Bent, bitch, we not done

Demon Hellcat and track, bitch, we not done

Five bloods in the sprinter, I bet we shot some

'Cause the turntest in the city, they like uh, uh

How the fuck is Mell in Atlanta fightin' a unarmed?

How the fuck is Mell on the lick without a gun on him?

I ain’t never called a hoe out and ain’t stunt on her

Shoutout to my, everything went right

Send another 10, we gon' flood this bitch tonight (On Neff)

We know who run this bitch

Fuckin' all the rats, havin' fun with this shit

I could’ve went Rolls but instead I went Uris

They told me buy a house, fuck that, I’m buyin' jewelry

Three phones, all of 'em do a brick

Instead of sellin' 7s, I’ve been handin' out zips

My youngin' got a problem, good or bad bitch, I got you

Lawyers fees paid, you know shit’ll get to droppin'

Put me on a line with Proctor, old head gotta ghost

Tommy on the seed, I don’t trust shit but the 4s

You and me now we clickin', fuck buyin' Amiri

I done made more in Dickies, turntest nigga in the city

All the link-ups in the A

Doggy did a 6 on the 7, free the H

Wild niggas servin' banks, stressed out about his case

Doggy you need love

Drop a nigga once a month

Drekk know I need drugs

Why the fuck when it was us ain’t nobody clap?

Now other niggas gettin' a turn, everybody happy

Instead of askin' for it Doggy, I’ma make it happen

I’ll spend my last on my niggas

Big game comin', everybody get a ticket

We know who run this bitch

Fuckin' all the rats, havin' fun with this shit

I could’ve went Rolls but instead I went Uris

They told me buy a house, fuck that, I’m buyin' jewelry

Three phones, all of 'em do a brick

Instead of sellin' 7s, I’ve been handin' out zips

My youngin' got a problem, good or bad bitch, I got you

Lawyers fees paid, you know shit’ll get to droppin'