I Don't Know

[Chorus: Rebecca Garton]

Why you still fucking with them hood niggas

When you know at home you got a good nigga?

And I just don't know, don't know

And I just don't know, don't know, why

Why you still fucking with them hood niggas

When you know at home you got a good nigga?

And I just don't know, don't know

And I just don't know, don't know

Why you would give it all away just for 15 minutes of fame?

Why would you trade a star for a candle, I don't know?

And I just don't know, don't know why

And I just don't know, don't know why

And I just don't know

[Verse 1: Krept]

I need a back rub, bring you backstage

Make you back it up til your back broke

Bring you back home, make your back go

Put it back in, bring it back slow

Do it bareback for the back stroke

That means kick back while I back Patron

When I back it out, bring you back around

Can't back your talk, you be backing down

And I'm back

Said the good niggas too boring

I might fly you out when I'm touring

Bring you back home in the morning

Used to be a good girl but she changed on me

You know that same story, yeah, that same story

Yeah you love him, he hurts you, so you leave him

Then he proves he deserves you, you forgive him

Cause you love him, you take him back and you let it slide

He gets comfy and hurts you for a second time

Now your heart's broken, you're saying that you hate men

So to forget about him, you partying with your main friends

You meet good guys but keep pushing them all away

Cause you angry now and you think men are all the same

I swear

[Chorus: Rebecca Garton]

Why you still fucking with them hood niggas

When you know at home you got a good nigga?

And I just don't know, don't know

And I just don't know, don't know, why

Why you still fucking with them hood niggas

When you know at home you got a good nigga?

And I just don't know, don't know

And I just don't know, don't know

Why you would give it all away just for 15 minutes of fame?

Why would you trade a star for a candle, I don't know?

And I just don't know, don't know why

And I just don't know, don't know why

And I just don't know

[Verse 2: Konan]

Started off with a follow, preeing on the low key

Liking all your pictures, side eye emoji

DM's turned to WhatsApp, WhatsApp to FaceTime

(My hands on your waistline, cause I ain't tryna waste time)

And her boyfriend don't condone it, but I love her when she roll it

She tells me all their problems, but I'm bad news and she knows it

And her friends keep on warning her and she know the wrap

But it's too late cause she caught up, you know the type

Said he's busy but you know it's lies, two ticks but there's no reply

Loves him but he wants me to have a argument and she phones me crying

All that Rose she's drinking ain't making it better

If she waited for me to settle down, she'd be waiting forever

She knows this, she don't say but she hates that I met her

But every time we make love she always says that I'm better

Why's it always them bad girls that are good kissers?

Probably why I keep on fucking with these hood bitches

[Outro: Konan]

Fucking with them hood bitches

Yeah, fucking with them hood bitches

(They don't know about us, they don't know about me and you)

Fucking with them hood bitches

(They don't know about us, they don't know about me and you)

Fucking all them hood bitches

(They don't know about us, they don't know about me and you)

Fucking with them hood bitches

(They don't know about us, they don't know about me and you yeah)