Don't Know Me ft. Young Deji Lyrics

Nigga got slow feet

So he don't eat

You can't step up in my section

If you don't kno me

Tell lil Bitch come show me

You can't clone me

You can't talk about them bands if You can't show me

Remember them nights

When the Lights when out

Down bad and a nigga couldn't shower all day

Go get a rag a gallon a bucket a Soap a nigga be good for the day

Na that I'm straight the bills is

Paid now my whole team shower 3 Times a day

Bitches is fiends they love how I'm Smellin

They just wanna see how a young Nigga taste

Shoot like Reggie

(Miller)

Then I turn around and I shush the Crowd

Strong like Wallace

(Ben)

Needa

Whole gang just to take me down

Strap like monte

(Ellis)

Needa bad bitch who gon keep a Round

Cut like Kobe won't pass on em We can shoot it out

My life is looking

So crazy

I'm getting it daily

I'm running these bands up

Yo bitches thinking I'm

Wavy they begging to taste me

They pulling my pants up

You been a lame

Yeah you looking for fame

As soon as I see you throw hands

Uhh

You wanna fight

Yeah I punch like I'm mike

Boy you better hope

You can stand up

I treat em like fiends

My bitch want Celine

All of that begging

You want a get a thing

Put that shit on

Yeah I murder a scene

You know I'm stylish

Amiri my jeans

When I walk in

You go blind cuz my ring

I'm a young nigga

Just living my dreams

Aye

Asking for shit

But ain't there when I need you

Aye

I can't remember

The last time I seen ya

Aye

You wanna come back

But now I don't need you

Aye

I copped a zip

Then I copped a whole bow

Running through shit

I got bags on the floor

Selling crypto I got bands on my Phone

Aye

Nigga got slow feet

So he don't eat

You can't step up in my section

If you don't kno me

Tell lil Bitch come show me

You can't clone me

You can't talk about them bands if You can't show me

Uh

Hey

What you lying for heard you a rat

What you crying for

Came through the back

For the check bet you bottle up

Bet not ask for no weed

She keep calling us

Fuck your Jersey

You niggas can't ball with us

Smell like the P

Hit the Stu or the mall

They playing for keeps

So we taking it all

They love & they hate

We ain't scared of the laws

I was broke I had no one to call

Now they making deposits

For me to come talk

Ain't fucking with

What I be sliding to

I pull it over bitch

You can just walk

Like I'm sauce

I got steel in that mother fucking

Vault

He was trying to steal drip

And got lost

In the pent smoking woods

She gone suck it real good

Like a boss

Uh