Dont Knöw Më Lyrics

Lil bitch don't know me

Don't want the dolce Gabbana or the Louis Vuitton

I'm doing my own thing

Don't want the Gucci or Prada Don't care for designer

I'm part of my own scene

She wanna call me her father or maybe her daddy

But she hardly know me

No

I put the pearls on her neck Make her pussy my pet

Then I'm out it bitch

I'm finna get me a check Then I'm running roulette

Cause i really ain't doubting shit

Don't need the Cartier glasses to see through the masses

My vision aint clouded yet

Bitch they be thick like molasses Two bitches the baddest

They yelling out out he da best

I'm at the top the game

Aim

Straight at these bitch they lame

Blame

All of these people with fame

Shame

World finna go up in flames

dang

All of these bitch the same

Mane

They all got shit to exclaim

Damn

I just copped me a lil

brand new porche coupe

but I'm fucking that bitch in the range

Dang

I could not give less a fuck about politics

Hand me a bottle bitch you know I'm poppin it

Dick in your bitch throat i can feel her Esophagus

Bitch gave me top aint no cap like a burqa bitch

Throw me a bag on her back When I Work a bitch

GC outside with the drop makin burners hit

Spot you up dot you up leave you a Tourniquet

I could not give less a fuck I'm burna bitch

Lil bitch don't know me

Don't want the dolce Gabbana or the Louis Vuitton

I'm doing my own thing

Don't want the Gucci or Prada Don't care for designer

I'm part of my own scene

She wanna call me her father or maybe her daddy

But she hardly know me

No

I put the pearls on her neck Make her pussy my pet

Then I'm out it bitch

I'm finna get me a check Then I'm running roulette

Cause i really ain't doubting shit

Don't need the Cartier glasses to see through the masses

My vision aint clouded yet

Bitch they be thick like molasses Two bitches the baddest

They yelling out out he da best

I'm finna just nut on they chest

My kids on they breast

I'm leaving these bitches obsessed

I gave them my johnny and tests-

These Twins are the best

Their head game is fire impressed

I'm calling em susan and mary

Good brain and they scary

2 Red headed bitches like berries

If i hop on a beat then i carry

I'm Barry fast bitch

Make em put on my shit Mike amari

I meant mike amari

i don't wear that shit ain't sorry

Might pop put with sticks at the party

Aint talking atari

Someone just pass me they car key

I really wanna swerve when on im off Bacardi

I might just crash the new rarri

Fly out the window im thinking its gnarly

I'm hardly

Fucked up so baby lets party

Tell that lil bitch yeah I'm sorry not sorry