Dont Know Bout Me ft. (.K-Breeze Lyrics

These niggas think I'm pussy cause I don't say shit

Niggas know that talk is cheap I will buss yo lip

I ain't gotta say nothing just to fuck ya bitch

I be acting like I'm broke but I know I'm rich

They don't know bout me

They don't know bout me

I'm from Ralph and Maddie gotta rep my street

Food inspector with the Glock Nigga check my beef

Throwing dirt up on my name Nigga check my cleats

Give a bitch some hard wood Nigga check my sneaks

Crying now and laughing later Nigga check my teeth

Everybody acting colorful I check my bleach

Every nigga ain't ya dog let me check my leash

Gotta bad bitch at the crib that don't keep me soft

Put the red dot on ya man like when the tvs off

I be hanging around some winners when they see me lost

They don't think I'm getting chicken til they see me broth

But I'm sick all ya hating til y'all see me cough

Little niggas think I'm slow until they see me sloth

Niggas think I got the juice until they see me sauce

You can't have my location cause gps off

Let's go

Like a three point shootout gotta keep me some racks yeah

It's the rule a thumb I

gotta keep it intact

Niggas think they shooting up the pace and I'm not gonna slack

Like I'm shooting underground how I air out the track

I already got the bag ima need me a duffle

I ain't got no mood swing I'll pull up and snuf you

Niggas pulling out they arms but they don't got no muscle

RIP to the bill niggas thinking I'm Russell

These niggas think I'm pussy cause I don't say shit

Niggas know that talk is cheap I will buss yo lip

I ain't gotta say nothing just to fuck ya bitch

I be acting like I'm broke but I know I'm rich

They don't know bout me

They don't know bout me

I'm from Ralph and Maddie gotta rep my street

Food inspector with the Glock Nigga check my beef

Throwing dirt up on my name Nigga check my cleats

Haaaaa

I pull up in a new foreign shutting ya block off

They be out thinking they stunting sporting a knock off

Perkies have em breaking out in hives but they love it still

I guess that's what baby face meant getting them whip appeal

Strip these niggas for everything like it's intake

You can't fuck with me on this wax ain't no mistakes

I'm in chop house tomahawk you know the big bone

40 cal Clint Eastwood you know the big chrome

Nigga ain't a movie nah we ain't on Netflix

Shells a give you a wound but won't give you a exit

Everybody's a opp but nobody's a victim

Bullets don't come with a name but it'll pick em

Blowing in these cartridges nothing like old nintendo

Nosey ass neighbors they peeking you through the window

Me wifey Bentley couped up blowing on indo

Bedstuy no lie Ralph and Maddy the shit so

Cuban chain shining just like a candle stick

The cig my nigga Bizzle keep on em just like a cancer stick

Saw ya

So you better keep ya order

For ya ass get hit

Surgeon general get ya stitched Nigga

These niggas think I'm pussy cause I don't say shit

niggas know that talk is cheap I will buss yo lip

I ain't gotta say nothing just to fuck yo bitch

I be acting like I'm broke but I know I'm rich

They don't know bout me

They don't know bout me

Yeah I'm from Ralph and Maddie gotta rep my street

Food inspector with the Glock Nigga check my beef

Throwing dirt up on my name Nigga check my cleats