Ain't Even Know

[Intro] Phone going dumb Bitches going bonkers Going dumb I pulled up with the thonkers [Chorus] Phone going dumb (Yeah) Bitches going bonkers (Yeah) Baby I come from the sun (Yeah) That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah) I pull up, these niggas run (Skrrt skrrt) 'Cause I'm always fucking blowing (Gang gang) You know these niggas be my sons (Yeah) How you know and I ain't even know it? [Verse 1] Ooh, I gets lots of ooh I don't beef with you I beef with no fool Counting a lot of cool Hundreds and they blue White on my shoes Fuck whatever you want to do You get pussy, cool, you get money, cool Pull them blue hundreds out my pocket I pulled them up out the blue Jumped up in the pool, your bitch in my room She can't come to the pool, it's only for Glo I got weed, I got aim, I got bills, I got drank Where you from? Where you bang? What you claim? Where you hang? You wifed that bitch like she ain't fucking But that bitch out here thoting like it ain't nothing [Chorus] Phone going dumb (Yeah) Bitches going bonkers (Yeah) Baby I come from the sun (Yeah) That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah) I pull up, these niggas run (Skrrt skrrt) 'Cause I'm always fucking blowing (Gang gang) You know these niggas be my sons (Yeah) How you know and I ain't even know it? [Verse 2] Pull up, skrrt-skrrt, hop out, duh-duh Ride a really-duh, really-duh Shoot at foot-foot, medulla-dulla-duh What I'm smoking, uh, what I'm sipping, uh, what I'm ridin', uh Got your bitch last night, she hit me and said she riding, uh She just want to waste all of my time and I ain't got enough All I wanna do is count my money and get high as fuck She gon' suck me up, then I pull up Then she gotta go what I told her Baby girl, I know I'm bipolar I remember when I dreamed of riding Rovers Now I'm shining from my wrist to my shoulders Looking for your bitch, we be up in my mansion fucking [Chorus] Phone going dumb (Yeah) Bitches, going bonkers (Yeah) Baby I come from the sun (Yeah) That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah) I pull up, these niggas run (Skrrt skrrt) 'Cause I'm always fucking blowing (Gang gang) You know these niggas be my sons (Yeah) How you know and I ain't even know it? (How you know? Oh)