Jay Critch - How You Ain't Know

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Ayy\nAyy\n(Uh-huh, yeah, JahDidDat)\nYou ain’t know we would bring the gang with us?\nYeah, how you ain’t know we would bring the gang with us?\nWhen I’m talking, they gon' listen, I can’t make it up (Can't make it up)\nAnd we got this shit on our own, no, they can’t hang with us (30)\nHow you ain’t know we was going to bring the gang with us?\nHow you ain’t know that bag make 'em start changing up? (Make 'em start\nchanging up)\nHow they ain’t know we keeping weapons and they came with us? (And we aiming\n'em)\nHow you ain’t know that bitch ain’t want you 'cause you lame as fuck?\nAnd she be acting like my bitch, but she just faking love (She just faking love)\nAnd I ain’t smiling in they face, no, I ain’t faking love (I ain’t faking love)\nAnd if you pull up moving hot, then we gon' flame you up (Boom, boom)\nI put three-five up in the grabba leaf and flamed it up (Yeah)\nPurple, red, I’m changing cups\nOkay, niggas balling, better not start playing games with us\nI ain’t ever doley, if you see me, know it’s dangerous (You folded up)\nSupposed to run up the green with me\nHow you ain’t know I was gon' make it and bring the team with me? (30)\nI’m smoking dope, got the Perkies and all the lean with me (And all that lean\nwith me)\nShe don’t get no money, then, no, she cannot be seen with me\nI just hit like three cities\nTouchdown, and I’m trying to run me up a clean fifty (Clean fifty)\nClean drank, and you know that all the weed sticky\nAss fat, hit it from the back, she got my tee sticky (Hey)\nThese niggas ain’t really doing shit, they just seem busy\nWhen I’m talking, they gon' listen, I can’t make it up (Can't make it up)\nAnd we got this shit on our own, no, they can’t hang with us (30)\nHow you ain’t know we was going to bring the gang with us?\nHow you ain’t know that bag make 'em start changing up? (Make 'em start\nchanging up)\nHow they ain’t know we keeping weapons and they came with us? (And we aiming\n'em)\nHow you ain’t know that bitch ain’t want you 'cause you lame as fuck?\nAnd she be acting like my bitch, but she just faking love (She just faking love)\nAnd I ain’t smiling in they face, no, I ain’t faking love (I ain’t faking love)\nLost some people close to me, it’s painful (Close to me, it’s painful)\nHow you ain’t know I’m protected by angels? (How you ain’t know I’m protected\nby angels?)\nAnd all that hating won’t work, but this aim do (But this aim do)\nShooters head tap him, won’t even be painful (Boom, boom)\nI’ll take a risk for that check like it’s FanDuels\nGas clouds in the whip\nI be dreaming 'bout them hundreds and them thousands and shit (Jugg)\nPussy water, shorty told me, «Come and drown in that shit"(Come and drown in\nthat shit, hey)\nEvery time I think she cool, I see the clown in the bitch (See the clown in the\nbitch)\nI can’t let just anybody come around all this shit (Come around all this shit)\nNiggas acting like I owe 'em, like, I found all this shit (Like,\nI found all this shit)\nAnd I’m up, but I started from the ground with this shit (But I started form\nthe ground)\nHit him up, ride around with lot of rounds in the clip (Graow)\nWe was scraping up a couple dollars for a nick', now a nigga having pounds of\nthis shit, uh (Whole lot of weed around, man, that shit heavy)\nPolice asking questions when they caught me with the grip, I ain’t never make a\nsound in that shit, uh (Shh)\nLet 'em act up, we run it down in this shit, uh (Run it down in this shit)\nLet 'em act up, we run it down in this shit, uh (Run it down in this shit)\nLet 'em act up, we run it down in this shit (Run it down in this shit)\nLet 'em act up, we run it down in this shit