Betcha' Didn't Know

[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]

Raspberry fist in an F-350

Frostbit wrist, diamonds dancin' like Chris

James Bond blimp

Aquaberry diamond smile

Tryna' cop my style, Versace laundry in the pile

I can Bill and Ted, got more ice than a sled

Hot as head in the tool shed

Rolls-Royce coupe red, push button start

Practice martial arts, the braids with the part

50-carats froze my heart

Private plane pilot, lean back close my eyelids

Take a sip of the violet, Lamborghini low mileage

Takin' trips to Japan, Afghanistan baby blue my sedan

20 inch ceilin' fans

[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

Baby I just want the money right

I was out here grindin' 400 night

This money and these bitches got me stuntin' right

And if you single then you to the night

My party I can do what I want to

My party I can sip what I want to

Nobody all I know is I want you

But imma ball out like I'm 'posed to

To my mansion, all of my bitches like my diamonds

Dancin', don't let down on the back

When you try me cause you a panic

Cop a pint of Act cause I ain't taste it in a minute

Papers on that big ol' body Benz, your's rented

I don't need nun, I just had a threesome

Three types of niggas, fucking carry three guns

Gang in the club, the strippers show me love

They saw 100 I'm throwing I don't need more

Pour a cup of that dirty, show that pussy no mercy

I love to fuck of a perky, still holding my thirty

In the hood no worries, call Varney like curry

He pull up shooting like Curry

Pull up shooting like Curry

See they doubted me, and I told them to ride with me

I got all the money, they gon' ride for free

I'm (?) half of me

Hundred thousand she gon' ride with me

[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'

Betcha' didn't know that I was balling like this

Betcha' didn't know that I had rocks on my wrist

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want your bitch

Betcha' didn't know that I don't want yo'