You Don't Know Me (feat. Momotaro) [Remix]
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
I don't know how you could think
That you could pull up on me
Got the Tommy on my waist
And it'll turn you to a zombie
It's a hobby if you gotta death wish
Go ahead and rob me
Swear to god, I'll let this choppa spray
Just as you're running from me
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
And I get a smile
When I gotta spray it
Miss a payment, I will leave yo
Fuckin' brains all on the pavement
Better hope that I don't see your chain
'Cuz if I do I'll take it
You's a bitch
I can't believe I was the one who had to say it
Talk yo shit, but I'll bring the Glock
And pull up to ya door
And I only need one shot
To drop your body to the floor
Pussy boy and I'll shoot again
As if you want some more
'Cuz I know the next day
That it's the same shit as before
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
I don't know how you could think
That you could pull up on me
Got the Tommy on my waist
And it'll turn you to a zombie
It's a hobby if you gotta death wish
Go ahead and rob me
Swear to god, I'll let this choppa spray
Just as you're running from me
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
All these these bitches think they know me
But they really fuckin' don't
If you thinkin' you can blow me
Then you really smokin' dope
And I get a smile
When I gotta spray it
Miss a payment, I will leave yo
Fuckin' brains all on the pavement
Better hope that I don't see your chain
'Cuz if I do I'll take it
You's a bitch
I can't believe I was the one who had to say it
Talk yo shit, but I'll bring the Glock
And pull up to ya door
And I only need one shot
To drop your body to the floor
Pussy boy and I'll shoot again
As if you want some more
'Cuz I know the next day
That it's the same shit as before
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Newman
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