I Don't Know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know (yuh, ayy)

Said I grip the clip, I'm eating chicken dinner while, I'm with my fuckin' bitch

Yeah we get inside the bed, and we fuckin' my wrist

Because you know we like it, yeah we get it like a bitch

Like wait

They gettin' in my bag

I cannot let that happen so I'm bringing out the gat

Bad bitch is tryna break my heart, that can't happen again

So I'm bringing out my pen, and I'm writing in my head ayy

Ayy, let's get serious

You talkin' all that shit, and now I'm getting kinda curious

You talk behind my back, and you be tryna act mysterious

But I don't fuck with that, so imma dip like fast and furious

And everybody's talkin' shit is none of my concern

Pull up on me, I swear to god I'll put you in an urn

These pussy boys too dumb, I think it's time for them to learn

It's that money isn't precious, it's just gotta be earned

Ayy, yeah you barking at the wrong tree (what)

You think I want you, yeah I do

Damn you caught me, stop me (yuh)

Stop me from fuckin' talking

I wrote a love song for a girl that don't even want me

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know (ayy)

With the gang, so we rollin' up a J

Look at me I'm gettin' faded

Takin' a walk, and then I took a wrong turn eh

Damn I wonder where the gang is

Hello, guys

Hello, guys I need

I need help

I'm not quite sure where I am

Uh, uh

Guys fuckin'

What, hello, hello, HELLO

Is that you

Guys