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French Montana – I Know You Heard

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Lyrics French Montana – I Know You Heard

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From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard
Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it

From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard
Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it

I ain’t worried ’bout none of these niggas
So what you talking, nigga? I’ma come getcha
Nigga, ain’t painting no picture
Nigga, I was born and raised with them killers
Came a long way to get to where I’m at now
Got me feeling space ship high, can’t get knocked down
Got me touching fifty states like Greyhound
Thug like four, my 2Pac shit, I get around
Shit’s sick when you living in the moment
Shit is even sicker on eight hundred, my growth
You ain’t know I was raised by the best of ’em
I stay gold, I ain’t nothing like the rest of ’em
On my big cousin, nigga, I don’t stress nothing
I ain’t scared to die ’cause I know that bullshit coming
Tryna stay cumming and you niggas made woman
It was real simple, she was waiting on me
Real hood nigga, I move me
You could try but couldn’t find another one this clean
The game on point like that small red bean
And the money is the only thing about me green

From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard

Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it
From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard
Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it

This a movie like The Drive In
Where is money? That’s where you find him
Got some real street niggas tryna chime in
One call could pull strings like a violin
Chase red Maserati with the two tone
If you ain’t copping then beat it, we running shoe zone
Been trill, been a thug since the group home
Niggas chilling, I don’t know the page dude’s on
Yeah, that’s when the envy start
Get the rap game light, now it’s finna be dark
Rock around and watch like you soon to depart
I got pitched outta hit when the enemy bark
Yeah, these other bitches can’t get over him
I got a wife and she’ll hit him like a doberman
She don’t let another soul get close to him
You nigga see me ballin’ like it’s open gym
If you ain’t eating at the table then
Tell me how the fuck you bitch niggas get to toast with them
Niggas told you eight but the quote is ten
Deep dishes on the six, I’m supposed to win

From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard
Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it
From the jet, to the crib, to the drop
Know you heard, know you heard
Know you heard, know you heard
I ain’t worried ’bout it