The Knowledge VL Deck & YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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[Chorus: VL Deck]
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
[Verse 1: VL Deck]
My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper
Live the life of monster, kicking doors for petty capers
Last time to live, somethin' like the rich folks
Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery, it's no joke
My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily
Bitch my lawyer Jewish, got a stick and I'm ready
My lil partner on the food, give him a fixing daily
I seen him in action, he hit a corner and get messy
So fuck your white flag pussy, we don't want peace
I ain't satisfied nigga 'til that ass six deep
And your partner them next, I bet that ass won't rest
So tell your mama and your sister them get out the black dress
[Chorus: VL Deck]
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
[Verse 1: VL Deck]
My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper
Live the life of monster, kicking doors for petty capers
Last time to live, somethin' like the rich folks
Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery, it's no joke
My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily
Bitch my lawyer Jewish, got a stick and I'm ready
My lil partner on the food, give him a fixing daily
I seen him in action, he hit a corner and get messy
So fuck your white flag pussy, we don't want peace
I ain't satisfied nigga 'til that ass six deep
And your partner them next, I bet that ass won't rest
So tell your mama and your sister them get out the black dress
[Chorus: VL Deck]
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me
Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
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