You Lyrics

You you you you

You don't really know me

You you you you

You did not just bro me

You are not my homie

You gone meet the old me

You you you you

You don't really know me

Scandalous

How I handle this

You're damaged

It can't be managed

Outlandish

I'm famished

Shit

Hit me with all you can-dish

Can't stand it

You scan the gram

Don't make me take your hand

Bitch!

Pissed when you resist

I grab your wrist

You throw a fist

I take a hit

Damn bitch

It feels like I got hit

With a wet sandwich

Take and break the phone

Bitch, I'm out of bandwidth

And with a new phone

Like who-dis

A brute, I do this

Like Brutus

The rudest Judas Iscariot

Wouldn't put money

On you whores

If you was Secretariat

It's true I'm too self assured

And sure, I am mature

What, would you prefer

Some amateur?

Shit you can't even land a hit

What, and mess up

Your manicure?

You should get your hand insured!

You're a lot to endure

Got me hooked and lured

Can 'ah worms

This shit's a canister

We got used to the stares

Like a banister

You you you you

You don't really know me

You you you you

You did not just bro me

You are not my homie

You gone meet the old me

You you you you

You don't really know me

I'm done being calm and patient

You ain't-shit

Ok I'm ancient

But I'm insidious, too fastidious

Just too fast for these idiots

And we're erratic

Just starting static

I get mad it

Becomes this bad habit

You act batshit

I get distracted

Get on the beat

And just diss-track-it

Ain't doin' that no more

Cuz history shows

It makes shit come to blows

So I'm adverse

To putting you in-verses

You make me wanna spit

Slurs and curses

Of course it makes all this worse

When I take "verses"

And add "u" to it

It becomes "me versus"

But on the surface this

Title-track might be 'You'

Why?

"B-u-y?"

Now bitch, bye

My purpose is

Just purchases

Misinterpret this as buy

You hear "acquire"

Like church services

Give you a song

You don't deserve it

So I pivot, I swerve it

I have to keep the "you"

In this hidden

Like the "U" in camouflage

When written

Or you in camouflage

Admitting' you're wrong

Would be a first

You make me murderous

What's certain is

I spell even worse

I put "u" in a hearse

Fuck around and show

You at your worst

I could clap and collapse

Your universe

But I'd rather stack up a track

With all this crap

Than put you in a verse

You you you you

You don't really know me

You you you you

You did not just bro me

You are not my homie

You gone meet the old me

You you you you

You don't really know me