I Know
LV & Joshua Idehen Lyrics


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Yea
You survive or you surrender nigga
You choose
Yea
Ay ay ay ay ay
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Where's my money
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Was a bad kid back in the day, usto say it's my dad fault
Now I ain't even gotta say too much kus i'm just lettin' my kash talk
Free my niggas that's locked up, gotta kall em up, that's the sad part
Haven't hopped on much beats kus I'm in the streets like asphalt
Baggin' up in the trap, flippin' a pack, gettin' these grams off
Thug nigga, real drug dealer, get plug love, never ran off
That trap life, I kan't ignore it
Soft to hard, I transform it
Put it in the trunk & I transport it
You kouldn't kop it but your man bought it
Always fresh like subways, making drug trades, i'm back on it
Still gotta eye out the kush kus both the scales got krack on it
Nigga thought that was his block, got shot tryna sell a pack on it
If I'm on a beat, I never lack on it, jays on my feet, I spent a rack on it
Ain't a new nigga, been doing this
Know these hatting ass niggas wanna ruin this
In the hood, you get treated like a tourist
I'm that guy boy I'm flyer then a stewardess
Imma hot boy but I got the koolest wrist
She got good brain for a stupid bitch
Niggas switched up, usto never pick up, now I got a phone & i'm like who is this
Ay ay ay
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Where's my money
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Trap trap trap, that's what I do
Bad lil bitch wan' fuck my krew
Red flag but my nigga got the truck in blue
Vvs diamonds had the slut like ou
I'm that nigga, don't wanna sound like the rest of em
Got to that money every single time my cellis rung
Laugh in the face of a youngin' that's tryna sell me some
& fuck the old heads that ain't stuntin', them niggas kan't tell me nun
I'm in the hood like a transmission
How you stuntin' but your man isn't
Got more bars then San Quintin & I'm attracted to bad bitches
Small money, my stacks different, don't wanna see me pull up in a black Lincoln
Black glock got my mans trippin' kus every time I reup, that pack stinkin'
Liquord up if my gang drinkin', this bitch pay me but her man trickin'
You started beef, I grabbed the heat like what the fuck was you fags thinking
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Where's my money
Trap trap trap, that's all I know
Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe




It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
Where's my money

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of LV & Joshua Idehen's song 'I Know' primarily speak about living the trap life, hustle, money, and survival. The artist talks about the everyday struggles of a drug dealer, picking up his earnings, escaping from the police, and dealing with junkies. The chorus 'Trap trap trap, that's all I know, Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then I'm on the go' highlights the essence of the song, which is about hustling and making money through illegal means.


The artist also touches upon the impact of the trap life, which has led him to be involved in criminal activities. He talks about his past life as a 'bad kid.' Moreover, the song emphasizes a tough and rugged personality, who knows all the ins and outs of the drug game. The artist boasts about his luxurious lifestyle, how he's got cool friends, and how he deals with his enemies.


Line by Line Meaning

Yea
Expression of agreement or acknowledgement.


You survive or you surrender nigga
Life is a constant battle between losing or giving up and persevering.


You choose
The choice of whether to survive or surrender is up to the individual.


Ay ay ay ay ay
Expression of excitement or anticipation.


Trap trap trap, that's all I know
The artist's life revolves around dealing drugs in the trap (a drug house or area where drugs are sold).


Fill up that bag, kount up that kash then i'm on the go
The singer's daily routine consists of collecting money from drug sales and immediately leaving to make more sales.


She blow up my phone, i'm on the road, I kan't kall that hoe
A girl repeatedly calls the singer while he is working, but he cannot waste time talking to her.


It's the first of the month, kall the junkies I front, i'm picking up all my doe
At the beginning of each month, the artist pays back the people he fronted (gave drugs to be paid back later) and collects the money owed to him.


Where's my money
The artist demands payment for drugs sold.


Was a bad kid back in the day, usto say it's my dad fault
The artist used to blame his father for his past behavior.


Now I ain't even gotta say too much kus i'm just lettin' my kash talk
The singer's financial success speaks for itself; he no longer needs to prove himself.


Free my niggas that's locked up, gotta kall em up, that's the sad part
The artist laments the imprisonment of his friends and the necessity of contacting them in jail.


Haven't hopped on much beats kus I'm in the streets like asphalt
The singer hasn't made much music (hopped on beats) because he is too busy working in the streets selling drugs.


Baggin' up in the trap, flippin' a pack, gettin' these grams off
The singer is packaging and selling drugs in the trap.


Thug nigga, real drug dealer, get plug love, never ran off
The singer is a true drug dealer who has never run away from a problem and has gained respect from his suppliers (the plug).


That trap life, I kan't ignore it
The artist is fully committed to the trap lifestyle and cannot ignore it.


Soft to hard, I transform it
The artist can turn soft drugs into harder drugs for a higher profit.


Put it in the trunk & I transport it
The singer stores the drugs in the trunk of a car and transports them to their final destination.


You kouldn't kop it but your man bought it
Someone was not able to buy the drugs directly, so their friend bought the drugs for them instead.


Always fresh like subways, making drug trades, i'm back on it
The artist is always well-dressed and makes drug deals like a pro.


Still gotta eye out the kush kus both the scales got krack on it
The artist is aware of any discrepancies in the weight of the drugs because sometimes the scales are not accurate (possibly because they have crack stuck to them).


Nigga thought that was his block, got shot tryna sell a pack on it
Someone mistakenly thought they could sell drugs on the artist's block and got shot as a result.


If I'm on a beat, I never lack on it, jays on my feet, I spent a rack on it
The singer is always prepared to rap over a beat, and he is wearing expensive Air Jordan sneakers.


Ain't a new nigga, been doing this
The artist has been selling drugs for a long time and is experienced.


Know these hatting ass niggas wanna ruin this
The singer knows his enemies are jealous and want to destroy his success.


In the hood, you get treated like a tourist
Outsiders (tourists) are treated differently than locals (residents) in the singer's neighborhood.


I'm that guy boy I'm flyer then a stewardess
The singer is confident and stylish, more so than even a flight attendant.


Imma hot boy but I got the koolest wrist
The artist is attractive and confident, with a cool wrist (possibly referring to jewelry).


She got good brain for a stupid bitch
The artist finds a woman's intelligence attractive, even if she doesn't always make the best decisions.


Niggas switched up, usto never pick up, now I got a phone & i'm like who is this
People who used to ignore the singer are suddenly calling him, but he doesn't know who they are now that he has success.


Ay ay ay
Expression of excitement or anticipation.


Trap trap trap, that's what I do
The artist's primary occupation is dealing drugs in the trap.


Bad lil bitch wan' fuck my krew
An attractive woman wants to have sex with the artist's group of friends.


Red flag but my nigga got the truck in blue
The artist's friend has a car with blue lights that may look like a police car, causing concern among potential customers.


Vvs diamonds had the slut like ou
The singer is wearing expensive diamond jewelry that is attracting attention.


I'm that nigga, don't wanna sound like the rest of em
The artist is confident in his abilities and doesn't want to be compared to others in the rap game.


Got to that money every single time my cellis rung
The singer has become successful by always answering his phone and making drug sales or collecting money when it rings.


Laugh in the face of a youngin' that's tryna sell me some
The singer is so successful that he can mock young drug dealers who try to sell to him.


& fuck the old heads that ain't stuntin', them niggas kan't tell me nun
The singer doesn't respect older drug dealers who are not making as much money as he is.


I'm in the hood like a transmission
The artist is always present in his neighborhood, like a car's transmission is always engaged.


How you stuntin' but your man isn't
The artist wonders how someone could show off their success when their friend is not successful.


Got more bars then San Quintin & I'm attracted to bad bitches
The singer has more rhymes (bars) than the San Quentin State Prison, and he is interested in women who may not be good for him.


Small money, my stacks different, don't wanna see me pull up in a black Lincoln
The singer makes a lot of money and doesn't want to be seen driving a normal car like a black Lincoln.


Black glock got my mans trippin' kus every time I reup, that pack stinkin'
The artist's gun has made his friends nervous, possibly because of the smell of the drugs he bought (a reup).


Liquord up if my gang drinkin', this bitch pay me but her man trickin'
If the artist's friends are drinking, he will also get drunk, and he is taking money from a woman who is cheating on her boyfriend.


You started beef, I grabbed the heat like what the fuck was you fags thinking
The artist is willing to fight with a gun (heat) if someone tries to start problems with him, and he is mocking them for their poor decision-making.




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Written by: Kobie Turner

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Comments from YouTube:

@NashuanCookie

i love it when he says "youre not smiling!" near the end of the song.. i always have to smile then^^

@nickshel

I love dance music that you can dance to properly. So good.

@douggillen

this has just tickled my pickle good and proper.

@matthewbaigent

met joshua at big chill, their set was so fun :)

@penelopy10forestrum

mint tune

@Xovent

huuuge

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