Don't Know

Pardon the body, wide body switchin' lanes

Difference, me and you are not the same

Keep goin', steady duckin' methods

Bitch niggas steady throwin' at me

Swim through it, goin' for the cheddar

Big dog, runnin' through the lettuce

Now I got young niggas slangin' K's, no mistake, and they know better

Now I got some sons I done raised

White t-shirts, rockin' J's

Trap house through a brick a day

I meant to say, they be servin' J's

Probably do a nine day in rocks

Clear tech tickin', that's a watch

Got that out the work, a cell block

Closed cell restrictions, C-C-R

Still callin' shots on the yard

I don't need a rod, I am the rod

Believe in God, not a bodyguard

Tatted bad, body, lotta scars

Cold heart, got my body hard

Mills in the lab when I record

M's on the table, got employed

Drop somethin', perfect timin' for it

To hide my scars from the next life

Most likely why I dress nice

You tell me you just burned somethin'

I'd probably tell you, "that's nice"

Maneuver through the trenches

Foreign vehicle headlights

Scalp be itchin' when thinkin'

Many might believe it's head lice

Jump out, don't get star-struck

Clique out, clip wit' cho car up

Big Gates just gave a order

While sippin' coffee at Starbucks

Vacuum-seal it all up

Resin resembles sawdust

I'm him, got many nicknames

They don't know what to call us

Transforms speak less, yeah

Big drugs, we that, yeah

I bought a loft to chill

She couldn't stay 'cause her pussy was eww!

Hit from the back, throw it back, on the eeh!

Pull her hair, wrap it up in my wrist

Get wit' me, got some money to get

Private driver keep the wheel in the road

X-ray machine trippin' the load

Magnetics, speed thermometer slow

Out in Illinois grabbin' 'em whole

On the block, caught a trick for a pole

On your lap, I could hit you wit' dough

On your cap, you get hit for a O

Big bread, holdin' shop in the snow

In the back, catchin' that at the store

Send money to my niggas for soap

On land, I'ma bless 'em with clothes

Pray to God, business never exposed

Everybody livin' under the code

Real player, I ain't tryna get chose

Many call, few only get those

Lil raw, tryna soak in your nose

Mugged up, kinda show 'em my golds

To hide my scars from the next life

Most likely why I dress nice

You tell me you just burned somethin'

I'd probably tell you, "that's nice"

Maneuver through the trenches

Foreign vehicle headlights

Scalp be itchin' when thinkin'

Many might believe it's head lice

Jump out, don't get star-struck

Clique out, clip wit'cho car up

Big Gates just gave a order

While sippin' coffee at Starbucks

Vacuum-seal it all up

Resin resembles sawdust

I'm him, got many nicknames

They don't know what to call us