Know Bout Nun

Rich the Kid

Album Been About the Benjamins

Chorus: Young Cooley

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Man, these broke niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)
Man, these niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)

Verse 1: Rich The Kid

Man, these broke niggas know about nothin’ (nope)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (frontin’)
Young nigga runnin’ that set, gonna get that check, bitch I know about stuntin’ (yeah)
What y’all broke niggas know about Lenox? (Lenox)
Gettin’ that money, I spend it (spend it)
Gucci, Louis, Prada, and I buy your bitch that Fendi
And I pull up in that Benz, hoe (skrr, skrr)
Made them bitches say, “whoa”
You ain’t get no money, then you know it is a no go
I ain’t got no time, bitch, you fuckin’ or it’s bye-bye
Was in the hood, now I’m sittin’ in the high-rise (rise)
Ain’t got no job, chasin’ that sack, gettin’ that check
Don’t wan the pussy, then I’m gonna get neck
Stay strapped up with the TEC
What you know about it?
You don’t know nothin’
I been gettin’ to the money, y’all broke boys frontin’

Chorus: Young Cooley & Yung Tone

Man, these niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)
Man, these broke niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (yeah)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (blaow)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (yeah, uh)

Verse 2: Yung Tone

I be ballin’ so hard, I got the Lakers tryna sign me
And the Pacers tryna sign me, plus your main bitch tryna find me
Boy, I wish a nigga try me, they gon’ find his body
Hope that nigga got some ID, we gon’ break ’em down like

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Got my girl chasin’ that check like she workin’ on her cardio
My niggas on them particles, your bitch a female

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(yeah)
Whips for the magazines, you can get your article
Your hoe be runnin’ train, she go everywhere that

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go
Damn, these niggas broke (yeah), somebody please give them some crutches (they need it)
And all these hoes know that I’m a sexy motherfucker (oh, yeah)
Yes I is, yes I is, I’m that motherfuckin’ dude, dog
I mean that, swag, like it’s endorsed by the school

Chorus: Young Cooley

Man, these broke niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)
Man, these niggas know about nothin’ (whoa)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (whoa)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (Cooley, Cooley)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (I get it)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (fuck ’round, ha)

Verse 3: Young Cooley

Okay, now fuck this shit, get money, huh
Bracelet look so sunny, huh
Robins cost a thousand, plus they filled with hundreds (they is)
Hole in your head, you look like a pumpkin (bow)
All the “used to this, and used to that,” that shit don’t stand for nothin’
Whole team on fire (on fire), roll that shit, get higher
Burnin’ rubber in the Masi until I bust a tire (skrr, bust a tire)
Cooley, Cooley, bitch, I am the shit, you is a liar (you is a liar)
Nigga play with me, I bet today he will expire
Truckload, bitch, I’m gettin’ ’em off the boat
Got a condo by the ocean, hoe, I’m livin’ by the coast
In that Phantom half a million, bitch, I’m chillin’ in a ghost
Watch me do the

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, all that hoe shit for hoes

Chorus: Young Cooley

Man, these broke niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)
Man, these niggas know about nothin’ (ooh)
Fake niggas know about frontin’ (ooh)
Hoe niggas know about runnin’ (ooh)
Shots sent out, they duckin’ (ooh)
Real niggas know about stuntin’ (ooh)
Trap niggas know about hustlin’ (ooh)
How you say you workin’ (ooh)
And you ain’t even gettin’ no money? (ooh)

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