UOENO

I fucked up the rap game and you ain't even know it

I just fucked what's her name and you ain't even know it (you ain't even know it)

She got a - tattoo and you ain't even know it (real talk)

We about to form a little group and you ain't even know it, let's get it

Stuck in a rock and a hard place

Eminem, Pac and where God stay, Timberlands pop that jaw bone

Now bitch nigga, tell me how that tar taste and even Tarzan can get swung on

I never hung out with the loud mouth, you got a foul mouth

And that dead body gon' smell foul when it fouls out

She filed my nails in the Bahamas, we found ourselves in the Bahamas

She found God, meditation, and peace, I found myself without a condom

You know everybody having them babies, it's a beautiful thing it ain't crazy

If a rapper monogamous, you know what the problem is? Too many bitches got rabies

And I hate a ho-hoppin' woman, stank pussy-poppin' woman

You fuckin' fool don't know about you, but my dick need 17 years on it

Anything after that is just a bonus and I been in the lab with my opponents

And since Sway done swayed that list, he got a flatscreen the next morning

Tell 'em I need my credit when it's due, tell 'em I need my lettuce when it's new

Tell 'em I got a fetish for fine fabric, Franklins and saying, "Fuck you"

Tell 'em it's TDE 'til I'm DDT'd in that grave and Top Dawg is proof

'Til my nigga Whoo Kid get free, ain't shit comin' for free

I'm 'bout to rape you niggas 'til you recoup (dizzle)

It's a groovy nigga, that's all day, Backwood hold three grams

Got a six-shooter, that revolver spinning, shell stuck inside but won't jam

This hoody here about two stacks, Hell yeah that bitch could gon' go ham

Molly in her drink, but she asked me to and oh yeah I got this on cam

Gangsta nigga, no trap beats, bet I still sound like that new shit

Originality in my blueprint, still Figg side, Figueroa pimp

Her big ass where my palm hit, pull my dick out, she gon' balm it

Swag surfin' all through the world, slide through the sea on a comet

O-X-Y for these morons, that be that new shit I'm pushin'

Raise off of them pockets, bring more of them coffins

These niggas ain't popping, tell them, old niggas, to move on

Aw damn I done said it (yeah), all them can beheaded (hoo)

She ain't single, but she solo, you ain't even know it (solo)

Unsigned with sold out shows, you ain't even know it (solo)

My lips black, but they ain't chapped, she ain't even know that

Let's have sex, she said, "Yes", you know she ain't "no" that

Seed of life on my chest, my head next to her breast

My mind all in the clouds, just bought an ounce of the best

No talking when I'm off that loud, I came quick so she pissed

You know I'm good for another round, but it's hard when everybody on your dick

Know real niggas that's crips, I know real niggas that's bloods

Know real niggas that's thugging like you ain't know what's up

Got codeine in my cup, got a couple checks that need cashing

And you could take that to the bank, what's life without a balance?

You ain't even know it, nigga, I be everywhere you ain't even going

I thought it was snowing, but I'm just the coldest nigga out here flowin'

Sick of all that bullshit y'all been promoting, but (soul)

Carson in the motherfucking house

Del Amo, watch your motherfucking mouth

I took the game by storm, just to X men out

I'm crazy out my mind, I put my life on the line

The tortoise only makes progress when his neck sticks out

Just a little token of gold if you ain't know it, though

Respect, I get the utmost, I'm so dope I'm a walking kilo (kilo)

36 Os, you don't even know I'm gettin' cheese like Cheetos

You mad that we BMFing, bitch-ass niggas steady PMSing

I never show my hands, can't know my plans, gotta keep them guessing

Rock, I was off the scene, now a nigga back like a four and a half

Shooting up the set like Spielberg, see the big picture when them hammers flash

I don't post a lot on Instagram that's the quickest way they'll get you, man

Leave that shit for the bitches man, Alphabet boys, they'll get your ass

IRS, they was on a nigga, cashed them out, now I'm scots-free

Got my passport in my JanSport, now I'm overseas, you don't even know it

Rock been killin' this shit, no gloves, no mask on me

Just 100 thousand cash on me, back then, I was doing bad, homie

All my bitches bad now, my old hoes try to keep tabs on me

Safe to say I'm the man now, fuck ass nigga just stand down

'Fore the shots go up, and it's man down, hands down, still popping

No prescription, I'm flexing, suplex a pussy, I've been off the edge

Too late to push me, nigga I ain't fell off, used to move Frosted Flakes like Kellogg's

Pull up to the bank, count paper like tellers, Top Dawg, Money Gang, bitch, we've been on

Clothesline the beat, nigga, John Cena, been having stripes, can't walk in my Adidas

Kicked in the door, hand on the Nina, Black Hippy shit, Rock gon' bleed 'em

I'm turned up every day, you don't even know it

Got your bitch with me right now, you don't even know it

We turn up in the club, you don't even know it

Got a hundred bottles comin', you don't even know it

We came up from nothin', you don't even know it

Drive a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it

This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don't even know it

Got a bitch that speak no English, she don't even know it

This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don't even know it

This a thousand dollar cup of lean, you don't even know it

This a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it

I came up from the bottom, you don't even know it

My niggas all ride with me on, you don't even know it

Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it

This a million dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it

Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it

Top Dawg in the time