Jay Critch - How You Ain’t Know lyrics

[Intro] Ayy Ayy (Uh-huh, yeah, JahDidDat) You ain't know we would bring the gang with us? Yeah, how you ain't know we would bring the gang with us? [Chorus] When I'm talking, they gon' listen, I can't make it up (Can't make it up) And we got this sh*t on our own, no, they can't hang with us (30) How you ain't know we was going to bring the gang with us? How you ain't know that bag make 'em start changing up? (Make 'em start changing up) How they ain't know we keeping weapons and they came with us? (And we aiming 'em) How you ain't know that b*tch ain't want you 'cause you lame as fu*k? And she be acting like my b*tch, but she just faking love (She just faking love) And I ain't smiling in they face, no, I ain't faking love (I ain't faking love) [Verse 1] And if you pull up moving hot, then we gon' flame you up (Boom, boom) I put three-fivе up in the grabba leaf and flamed it up (Yеah) Purple, red, I'm changing cups Okay, ni**as balling, better not start playing games with us I ain't ever doley, if you see me, know it's dangerous (You folded up) Supposed to run up the green with me How you ain't know I was gon' make it and bring the team with me? (30) I'm smoking dope, got the Perkies and all the lean with me (And all that lean with me) She don't get no money, then, no, she cannot be seen with me I just hit like three cities Touchdown, and I'm trying to run me up a clean fifty (Clean fifty) Clean drank, and you know that all the weed sticky Ass fat, hit it from the back, she got my tee sticky (Hey) These ni**as ain't really doing sh*t, they just seem busy [Chorus] When I'm talking, they gon' listen, I can't make it up (Can't make it up) And we got this sh*t on our own, no, they can't hang with us (30) How you ain't know we was going to bring the gang with us? How you ain't know that bag make 'em start changing up? (Make 'em start changing up) How they ain't know we keeping weapons and they came with us? (And we aiming 'em) How you ain't know that b*tch ain't want you 'cause you lame as fu*k? And she be acting like my b*tch, but she just faking love (She just faking love) And I ain't smiling in they face, no, I ain't faking love (I ain't faking love) [Verse 2] Lost some people close to me, it's painful (Close to me, it's painful) How you ain't know I'm protected by angels? (How you ain't know I'm protected by angels?) And all that hating won't work, but this aim do (But this aim do) Shooters head tap him, won't even be painful (Boom, boom) I'll take a risk for that check like it's FanDuels Gas clouds in the whip I be dreaming 'bout them hundreds and them thousands and sh*t (Jugg) Pussy water, shorty told me, "Come and drown in that sh*t" (Come and drown in that sh*t, hey) Every time I think she cool, I see the clown in the b*tch (See the clown in the b*tch) I can't let just anybody come around all this sh*t (Come around all this sh*t) ni**as acting like I owe 'em, like, I found all this sh*t (Like, I found all this sh*t) And I'm up, but I started from the ground with this sh*t (But I started form the ground) Hit him up, ride around with lot of rounds in the clip (Graow) We was scraping up a couple dollars for a nick', now a ni**a having pounds of this sh*t, uh (Whole lot of weed around, man, that sh*t heavy) Police asking questions when they caught me with the grip, I ain't never make a sound in that sh*t, uh (Shh) [Outro] Let 'em act up, we run it down in this sh*t, uh (Run it down in this sh*t) Let 'em act up, we run it down in this sh*t, uh (Run it down in this sh*t) Let 'em act up, we run it down in this sh*t (Run it down in this sh*t) Let 'em act up, we run it down in this sh*t