I Wanna Know (Arcteryx 2)

[Chorus]
Dumb nigga embarrassed, young nigga was rocking Arcteryx
Glock on my hip, Imma flare it
Balling baby like I'm Jaren
Make a hit like I'm Jackson
That nigga add, subtraction
We gon' blow, we been getting that traction
We gon blow, we been getting them racks in

[Verse]
Yeah, yo' ex at my crib, she trashy
Used to be down, then I bought a lil' bag in
I wanna know-oh
I wanna
I wanna know-oh
I wanna know
Tags on the toe
Stick in the truck, Imma finally throw
Can't love that ho, fell in love with her throat
Step in the function, I'm back in my city, they think I'm a goat
These niggas broke, they weird, I know and I think imma go
Stupid nigga really thought he played me like a ho
He еnded up like a foe
For rеal, if you want
It can get real if you want
In LA, bitch I'm smoking plutonic
Get that bag, I ain't going demonic, damn
Brought in pounds through the TSA
Too upbeat, fuck what you say
Up in the club sipping water D'Ussé
Boy you a bitch, you gon do what she say
I'm so hot I feel like Dre
Six digits man, I feel like I'm Drake
Pull up on gang, that boy get baked
Dap up a opp, lil nigga shake
She love all that
Did in her twice
Beat up the box, ducking the cops
I show no love, they wasn't fucking with us
Bitch I went crazy, fell in love with the drugs
Smoking too much, why you think it's a buzz
That nigga ass, he ain't getting no buzz
Fucked up the racks, yeah I did it because
Told her, been get up, ain't doing no hugs
No I don't cuddle, I never rebuttal, and she wanna love me, I told her it's us
Locked in drugs and the shackles and chucks
Fucked on the Wraith and I'm feeling like Chuck
Whole lotta Ricky on me, ain't no chucks
Feeling like Wes, I don't ride on the bus
Can't fuck with them cause them niggas be sus
She wanna fuck til' the sundown
Fuck school, don't do cap and gown
I got a opp on the run now
My niggas told me to calm down
Yo bitch a slut, tryna come now
No, I ain't fuck with this boy style
Love smoking on surround sound
Taking that bag and it's mine now
Think she love me, Imma find out
One and ghouls pouring pints out
Three hours and it's lights out
I put too much, it got time out
I put my ho' up in timeout
I bossed up on these niggas, still time out
I got that bag, no, it's mine now
Oh, she a thot, pull her mind out
Yeah, they can hate, I don't mind now
My niggas doing the crime now
I fuck that bitch, make her cry now
That bitch she crazy, she pouring them lines out
Finna pull that shine out

[Chorus]
Dumb nigga embarrassed, young nigga was rocking Arcteryx
Glock on my hip, Imma flare it
Balling baby like I'm Jaren
Make a hit like I'm Jackson
That nigga add, subtraction
We gon' blow, we been getting that traction
We gon blow, we been getting them racks in