The Unknown Lyrics

No Chris rock

On your block

Not an actor

I am your

Favorite rapper's

Favorite rapper

Know mathematics

Niggas not a factor

Break this shit down

By myself and then

Add it

Pussy Money Weed

Is my only habit

I know that shit bad

But I can't be addict

When times

Had got hard

Took the ps

Out the attic

I knew this shit

Would happen

That's why I had

To stash it

Wherever we

Go don't worry

The baggage I

Already shipped

It, it touchdown

And landed

The fuck is

You tripping

For we tied up

In business

I feel like the

Wheels on

The coop

When im

Spinning

Drop top

2 doors and

You know

The windows

Is tinted

Me you and

Glockeee

That's a

Perfect

Recipe

Get the

Money guap

Cheese only

Way to

Please me

Can't get

Stripes like

These

If you have

Burberry

That bitch

On her

Knees

She not

Trying to

Married

All she want

To do is milk

The game but

Don't drink dairy

When you

Stuck in the mud

Got to swat and

Dodge these bugs

Cant fuck with a

Natnat they don't

Show no love

Want to suck

Up my bloods

Put on for my dawgs

And put on

For my pups till

Everybody pockets

Flooded 2 cups stuffed

On a rough road

Had to know

This shit was

Gone get tough

Done had enough

But niggas know

I'm not giving up

No no no no no no

Not giving up