Mr. Knowitall

By Mibbs

On The Program

Released on January 21, 2014

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[Hook x2]

What the fuck you gon' tell me, I'm Mr. Knowitall

I work like my dick baby, long and hard

He say he got paper, he got none at all

Just fuck with me, I'm Mr. Knowitall


[Verse 1]

What the fuck you gon' tell me

Me and Scoop on BET

He threw me that l-o-b

And I finished like Kobe

Got Modelo and some tree

This so elementary

I stay mellow and low key

Then turn up like M.O.P

It's just me and my homies

You don't hustle, you don't eat

We don't fuck with no police

Ain't no justice, ain't no peace

My right hand is on my nuts

My left hand just rolled this heat

If your clique is talking beef

Then your clique can rest in peace

Now your chick can ride with me

Sit shotgun and roll my weed

Gave me dome in the front seat

Okay shut up and go to sleep

Drop her off and hit them streets

Hit the lab and kill some beats

Go back home and hit the sheets

Wake back up and hit repeat


[Hook x2]


[Verse 2]

I could tell ya, I could tell ya

How to get some mozzarella

Donatella hit my mail up

Say she like my acapellas

Here's a sweater, you ain't better

You way past your predecessors

Tell them heffers kiss the ring

You the king and that's forever

I get cheddar using lettuce

I keep bitches on a tether

If they tripping, then I'm dipping

I got too many endeavors

How's the weather?

Raining pussy, well I'm bringing my umbrella

When he hit, he made it drizzle

When I hit it, she got wetter

Tell them ho's where to shop

In the fall she rocking leather

In the summertime it's hot

Girl don't wear no panties ever

Now you getting guap

We gon' graduate together

Call me Mr. Knowitall

Don't nobody do it better


[Hook x2]