IDK

Gotta be personal, woah
Gotta be personal

I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont
I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont

I don't know, what's about it
Her mouth, I don't really know what come up out it
Her blouse, I'm really wanting her to come up out it
I'm really bout keeping it silent, making it vibrant
Really bout busting her pipes, I'm like a hydrant
Really bout to make a museum of all my fly shit
Really on my Car Pe Diem, I'm on that now shit
Hot nigga, sorta like the 90's wit that Bow shit
Bow bitch, now you in the presence of Kings
I said it plurally cause some of them around me got wings
I'm an artist making melodies and sometimes I sing
Most of my comments usually say I be doing my thing
Doing it better, gotta switch up with the weather
Sometimes it's light feathers, sometimes it's hard leathers
Sometimes I make a conscious decision to move different
But the question be is you is or you isnt? Really I'm like

I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont
I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont

I don't know, what could be better
She hot, I aint even stressing bout the weather
She not, paying attention to any lame shit
Hit you witta car, not the type to play games wit
Flip em on the car, whatever you wan call it
Maybe I deserve it because I'm an alcoholic
Turn it up on me, you know I like that shit dangerous
That's why I stay cutting up like a stainless
Steel knife, my type is real right
After damaging me she make sure I'm feeling alright
But I'm feeling kinda dizzy, sorta kinda feeling shitty
Gotta ignore them calls and tell em I'm really busy
Still shaking up the scene even if I'm feeling fizzy
Turn it up, that first fourty-eight from Shy Glizzy
Learned enough the first thirty years it really hit me
It's a doggy dog world, now they're tryna Michael Vick me
I dont know, what the message is
Other than telling you, I don't read messages
Writing all of these paragraphs full of sentences
Stop acting like you don't know really what it is
You know what it is
Pull up to the crib, show you how I live
No plan B for that pussy bitch
Cause you know we gon get it in

I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont
I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont

I could never tell it, why them bitches looking so jealous
Why them bitches looking so fearless, some of em they even hairless
I know that's fucked up
Mad at me cause I'm fucked up

Still I'm like I don't know
Do she love me, maybe not
Really I'm like I don't know
I don't, I don't, I wont