Y. Teezy - What You Know? lyrics

[Verse 1: Y.Teezy] Yeah, tell me what you know about that Wake up in the morning, and I cook these n***as, see me put on my chef hat No I don't f** with no rats Strictly tryna' get racks Best believe that I ain't talking bout' teeth, when I say a n***a tryna get plaques, uh As a matter of fact, like with no suit-teezy don't slack f** with my team or f** with nothing, i'll break my foot off in yo' back Look how I attack the beat, when I rap the beat, is probably taking a dirt nap Up in my chick, hitting from the back, seat is reclined she's up on my lap, uh Back if you didn't know, rap with the sickest flow f** like a gigolo, I get blown like a piccolo Make her scream like the opera- figuro, figuro Like a basketball play how I get these girls when I pick & roll Yo' girl yeah she pick and chose Me now we get to go Put the D on her, and then I give her the finger roll Treat her like woman, treat her like hoes if she is one too First quarter 3-pointer, my homies here then we alley oop Please don't hate the player, the game, not even both FCOE we be the team and you know f**in' with the coach Don't be afraid if a n***a a-pproach Got a gla** in the air now I'm makin' a toast Bake these n***as, I hate these n***as, got a nazi flow, if you n***as ain't know Hoes in here, home depot She gon' take it in there you know she a deep throat Blow up-C4 This my channel, f** a remote, throw it to em' tebow I raise the stakes(steaks) n***a no t-bone Look at what I be on, I network,network, then network like I had 3 phones sh**tin' on you pee-ons Hoes betta' leave me lone' So cold with the verse, ice in the hurse, f** flames I tell em' freeze on Throwed off shoutout to z-ro I'm a lady k**er cee-lo Shoutout to the H-Town, R.I.P sweet jones Yeah Ill couture up on my crewneck, I don't sweat her, cause later when the door close, she'll give my crew neck f** with willy, you'll get suplexed So many head jokes, what do I do next? Got two girls, they on my balls, they hittin' falsettos, and that's a duet We do it, do it, this boy is the rudest If I give a b**h a job,then her job is to be my nudist Gotta' team full of real n***as, we don't talk, boy we conference Only real n***as fit in my circle, and you don't fit the circumference [Verse 2: Deezil] Whole bunch of bad b**hes, call me a dog catcher FCOE, we summer hot, and yall n***as fall after Got that illcouture on my body, all I need to do is call baxtyr n***a your b**h be my basket and I dunk the ball so nasty, ugh I tell her slow it down, while she goin' down Yeah she in my circle, when she not around Dreads on my head,treat em' like a crown Give her that royal dick, then pay her off a pound They say the world is round, I will surgically reshape that ho Cold, hot, n***a b**h, I'm so outta space---- n***a you ain't f**in' with deezil Got a b**h stuck on that refill Got THC in my dick cells baby come be a big chiefer These n***as don't know nothing Like how the f** your ho cuffing She w* my shxt, thats a small pack to yo' muffin How the hell is you frontin', but in front of me I see nothin' Fly carteels a head, nothing else above it I'm goin' off, f** your favorite rapper I'm not your favorite rapper, I'm your favorite's master Say you got more than one, sh**, bring batches Put it on a platter Make it more than matter I know they only wish a n***a would slip Black & mild n***as get the f** up off my woodtip I don't speak too much As you can tell What you know about-Fly Carteel