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Jace Iayze - Know It 2 Lyrics

[Intro: Iayze]
(Thank you Lockage)
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, uh
Nah, nah
Ah, nah, nah

[Chorus: iayze]
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that bitch got mileage
Troll ass niggas talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that bitch from the back, lookin' at lil' bitch like, "How do you like it?"

[Verse 1: iayze]
100K came up, nigga, how do you like it?
I lean through with Rino, the stats start spikin'
She finna ride on the dick like she bikin'
Saw me in person and the bitch got silent
Look at my diamonds, they bitin' and flyin'
Hope you choke up in your drink, start dyin'
I'm too high up on the weed, I'm flyin'
Smoke out the A, but I ain't cryin'
Oh, yeah, I'm like "Are you mine?"
Ok, I might call you mine
Open up, girl, what's on your mind?
They wanna see me die
Okay, I might call you mine
Swear, I can't waste no more time
Open up, girl, what's on your mind, mind?
[Chorus: iayze]
Pour up for the gang (Gang)
Let's have a toast for the dead homies
Choppa got a leg on it
You had stabbed me in my back and ever since then I had been on it
I'm off these drugs, I'm noddin'
Codeine with OxyContin
I can't cuff a fan, I know that bitch got mileage
Troll ass niggas talk enough, yeah, put my page on private
I beat that bitch from the back, lookin' at lil' bitch like, "How do you like it?"

[Verse 2: Desire & iayze]
Just tell me if you really like it
I get high, sippin' on the private
All my niggas tryna catch a body
Got in my bag, dropped out of college
I ain't need to have my own knowledge
Fuckin' your bitch, running up her mileage
I'm that nigga, better acknowledge
But you better know that you met the right one
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the fucking Roxi', I be too gone
Not tryna hold you, baby, live your life
Get somebody that'll treat you right
Lot of niggas probably in your sight
We're in the double R for the night
I got on my chain, diamonds finna bite
She tryna play it like she bougie
Lil' bitch, I'm rich, so I had to tell her
[Outro: Desire & iayze]
I walk up in Saks and spend a lil' sack, mm
Tryna come and relax, you cannot get back, ah
Mix the drank with the fucking Roxi', I be too gone