[Verse 1: Doe B]
Why these niggas flexin on Instagram?
In the kitchen, whippin up instant grams
Got big [?], got fish and yams
I'm in the Chevy, but I ride it like it's a Lamb
I've been balling so hard, my wrist done jammed
My sneakers squeaked, I done killed them again
My Jesus pieces got [?] in them
Different color diamonds, like fuck I'm shining
All I fuck is quarters, I don't fuck with dimes
Going flip mode like Busta Rhymes
Flip bricks though, I might bust a rhyme
[?] payed for my studio time
Bitch give a nigga brain, let me tooter your mind
Bitch get up out my lane, this the newest shit I [?]
[?] to the top
Damb I blew up on they ass, I done defeated the odds
Fucked your bitch one time, got the key to the house
You don't even know it, I got keys in your house
I'm a dog ass nigga, left flees in your house
Ungreatful ass ho, I'll skeet in your mouth
Pour Champagne on that bitch [?]
[?] let my nigga [?]
Niggas looking pissed off, cause I'm really the shit
But I set this bitch off like Billy The Kid
[Chorus: Doe B]
Better ask these niggas bout me
Better ask these bitches bout me
Better ask these niggas bout me
Better ask these bitches bout me
Cause nigga, you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
I'm the one from Texas, young Truth is trill
What the fuck you heard? Bitch I'm a king for real
Bought a new [?] call it over the hill
See niggas [?] tryna get him a meal
Sitting in my Lamborgini [?] doozy
All I do is get money [?] losing
Get your ass up in a jam, like you playing with Uzis
Your ass in hot water, like you in a Jacuzi
Shit don't stop, sitting on top
Hustle Gang, nigga just raised my stock
Don't [?] all these niggas do rocks
Pop your shit, all [?] do Glocks
In the kitchen, how I pay for the keys
In an all blue Auti [?]
[?] never play with the [?]
I put it all up in the stash I got from [?]
[Verse 3: T.I.]
Nigga, you ain't really talkin bout shit
If you ain't talking bout money [?]
[?] to the ground
Somebody hold them up for me
Any place in the A you can name, I run it
You pussy niggas want something?
Any day we can pull up where you [?]
[?] you can tell them I done it
Sucker nigga runnin off at the mouth like a [?]
Before I run up in your house, drop a hundred or 2
You ever see me with the burner in my hand, I blast it
[?] 50 K high fashion
[?] half a mill
[?] came a long way from [?]
[?] hating [?] get wacked low key
You better ask bout me
[Chorus: Doe B]
Better ask these niggas bout me
Better ask these bitches bout me
Better ask these niggas bout me
Better ask these bitches bout me
Cause nigga, you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
Nigga you don't know nothin bout me
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