Hope You Know
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I just cannot forget that you keep selling your pussy
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
And my young n***as, they spin shit, and I’m not talkin’ about fidget
And Abigail, she suck dick, and she keep sellin’ her n***s
I hope you know I ran it up, so I don’t care about Abigail
And I’m posted up in Moline with a big Glock .30 on me
And you fuck n***as not my homies, so tell me what you wanna do?
[Verse]
Really ran my bands up, she ride me with her hands up
These n***as don’t want smoke with me, thеse n***as don’t want cancer
And evеn though I’m runnin’ up my money, it don’t matter because Madison don’t love me
I’m ‘bout to double up my cup, I’m sippin’ muddy
She say she love me, but she keep on actin’ slutty
And I was in Moline and tryna find my way across the bridge (Across the bridge)
And Abigail don’t love me ‘cause I know that she be suckin’ dick, and eating kids
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I just cannot forget that you keep selling your pussy
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
And my young n***as, they spin shit, and I’m not talkin’ about fidget
And Abigail, she suck dick, and she keep sellin’ her n***s
I hope you know I ran it up, so I don’t care about Abigail
And I’m posted up in Moline with a big Glock .30 on me
And you fuck n***as not my homies, so tell me what you wanna do?
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I just cannot forget that you keep selling your pussy
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
And my young n***as, they spin shit, and I’m not talkin’ about fidget
And Abigail, she suck dick, and she keep sellin’ her n***s
I hope you know I ran it up, so I don’t care about Abigail
And I’m posted up in Moline with a big Glock .30 on me
And you fuck n***as not my homies, so tell me what you wanna do?
[Verse]
Really ran my bands up, she ride me with her hands up
These n***as don’t want smoke with me, thеse n***as don’t want cancer
And evеn though I’m runnin’ up my money, it don’t matter because Madison don’t love me
I’m ‘bout to double up my cup, I’m sippin’ muddy
She say she love me, but she keep on actin’ slutty
And I was in Moline and tryna find my way across the bridge (Across the bridge)
And Abigail don’t love me ‘cause I know that she be suckin’ dick, and eating kids
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I just cannot forget that you keep selling your pussy
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
And my young n***as, they spin shit, and I’m not talkin’ about fidget
And Abigail, she suck dick, and she keep sellin’ her n***s
I hope you know I ran it up, so I don’t care about Abigail
And I’m posted up in Moline with a big Glock .30 on me
And you fuck n***as not my homies, so tell me what you wanna do?