Don't Know Me

I dont give a fuck bout what a nigga gotta say (Fuck em)
You can call me chucky 'cause lil' bitch i wanna play
Yeah you pulling up but what you gon do when i spray (What you gon do now?)
Talking all that shit but i can tell that you're afraid
I've been feeling like i'm on the verge of going insane (I'm tired of these fuck niggas)
Somethin' like a zombie fuck your vest i want your brain
Pull up on your block aint leavin' nothin' but a stain
Chopper got a drum so i dont gotta fuckin' aim (Hunned' rounds bitch)
Just Know that it's safe to stay in your own fuckin' lane
I turned to a beast and now i cant be fuckin' tamed
I know it's a blessing that i still aint been detained (Fuck BPD)
I remember nights i didnt sleep was sellin' cane

Why these niggas actin' like i don't know when they're trying to plot
Acting like some bitches damn you niggas fuckin' talk a lot
Thought he wanted beef until i caught him in the parking lot
You aint got no work lil' nigga why the fuck you on the block
Walk into the kitchen you can smell the fuckin' water drop
Police askin questions don't know what the fuck they talkin' 'bout
If i see them lights behind me i'll be damned if ima stop
I can't let em get me til i make it to the fuckin top

Forgive me lord i let the devil take a hold of me
Aye babygirl come take this metal i just want to see
What you gone do is you is you gone really fuckin' ride for me
But let me tell you you aint gotta bust no fye for me
All i ask of you is that you never lie to me
And only use it just in case of an emergency
But ima use it on you if you're ever hurting me
I'm off a jigga shut the fuck up bitch you're urking me

I dont give a fuck bout what a nigga gotta say (Fuck em)
You can call me chucky 'cause lil' bitch i wanna play
Yeah you pulling up but what you gon do when i spray (What you gon do now?)
Talking all that shit but i can tell that you're afraid
I've been feeling like i'm on the verge of going insane (I'm tired of these fuck niggas)
Somethin' like a zombie fuck your vest i want your brain
Pull up on your block aint leavin' nothin' but a stain
Chopper got a drum so i dont gotta fuckin' aim (Hunned' rounds bitch)

Mama always told me to be in before the street lights
But i'm sorry mama i'm addicted to the street life (I'm sorry mama)
That bitch told you bout me nigga now you think i'm sweet right
Til' you run up on me nigga shoulda known that she lied (Dumbass nigga)
Bet she didn't tell you i be clutchin' on my heat right
Heard they want me dead niggas talkin bout a green light
That boy ain't no killer nigga sweeter than a creampie (Haa)
I heard what he said but i bet he ain't gone recite
Caught the nigga lackin he ain't even want no street fight
Should've seen his face that pussy nigga's shit turned bleached white
Now i gotta do it cause it's either him or me i
Cant be slipping gotta make sure that my family eats right
This shit ain't no game pussy nigga ain't no revive
Watch out for them snakes it might take some time to realize
That these niggas fake all the shit they say just be lies
Smile in my face but i see right through your disguise

I dont give a fuck bout what a nigga gotta say (Fuck em)
You can call me chucky 'cause lil' bitch i wanna play
Yeah you pulling up but what you gon do when i spray (What you gon do now?)
Talking all that shit but i can tell that you're afraid
I've been feeling like i'm on the verge of going insane (I'm tired of these fuck niggas)
Somethin' like a zombie fuck your vest i want your brain
Pull up on your block aint leavin' nothin' but a stain
Chopper got a drum so i dont gotta fuckin' aim (Hunned' rounds bitch)



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Writer(s): Roberto Martinez
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