Ain’t Even Know lyrics

[Intro]
Phone going dumb
b*tches going bonkers
Going dumb
I pulled up with the thonkers

[Chorus]
Phone going dumb (Yeah)
b*tches going bonkers (Yeah)
Baby I come from the sun (Yeah)
That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah)
I pull up, these n*ggas run (Skrrt skrrt)
'Cause I'm always f*cking blowing (Gang gang)
You know these n*ggas be my sons (Yeah)
How you know and I ain't even know it?

[Verse 1]
Ooh, I gets lots of ooh
I don't beef with you
I beef with no fool
Counting a lot of cool
Hundreds and they blue
White on my shoes
f*ck whatever you want to do
You get pus*y, cool, you get money, cool
Pull them blue hundreds out my pocket
I pulled them up out the blue
Jumped up in the pool, your b*tch in my room
She can't come to the pool, it's only for Glo
I got weed, I got aim, I got bills, I got drank
Where you from? Where you bang?
What you claim? Where you hang?
You wifed that b*tch like she ain't f*cking
But that b*tch out here thoting like it ain't nothing
[Chorus]
Phone going dumb (Yeah)
b*tches going bonkers (Yeah)
Baby I come from the sun (Yeah)
That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah)
I pull up, these n*ggas run (Skrrt skrrt)
'Cause I'm always f*cking blowing (Gang gang)
You know these n*ggas be my sons (Yeah)
How you know and I ain't even know it?

[Verse 2]
Pull up, skrrt-skrrt, hop out, duh-duh
Ride a really-duh, really-duh
Shoot at foot-foot, medulla-dulla-duh
What I'm smoking, uh, what I'm sipping, uh, what I'm ridin', uh
Got your b*tch last night, she hit me and said she riding, uh
She just want to waste all of my time and I ain't got enough
All I wanna do is count my money and get high as f*ck
She gon' suck me up, then I pull up
Then she gotta go what I told her
Baby girl, I know I'm bipolar
I remember when I dreamed of riding Rovers
Now I'm shining from my wrist to my shoulders
Looking for your b*tch, we be up in my mansion f*cking

[Chorus]
Phone going dumb (Yeah)
b*tches, going bonkers (Yeah)
Baby I come from the sun (Yeah)
That's why I'm always Glo-ing (Yeah)
I pull up, these n*ggas run (Skrrt skrrt)
'Cause I'm always f*cking blowing (Gang gang)
You know these n*ggas be my sons (Yeah)
How you know and I ain't even know it? (How you know? Oh)