YOU DON’T KNOW lyrics

My bad shawty
Last take, last text
Metro Zu
Ruben Slikk, SJ

Back on the scene
Fresh as a b*tch
Hop in the whip with a brand new chick
Came so colorful I call it tricks
f*ck a lotta hoes and you call it trick
Boy please I'm the man
Got me the master plan
If she ain't got the money get the back of hand
You a lotta birds call that ?
Damn I'm a robber
Call ? if you don't know who I am
Mister Nutty Butty
Eat a lotta rappers up just like this ham
Damn I told you n*ggas
f*ck around and murk you n*ggas
? I close the curtains
Turn right back and bury n*ggas
And my swag is back
Hit you n*ggas with the swag attack
f*cking posh hoes ?
? I'ma make it back
You all don't know about me
You won't hear about me
When you find out about me
You gon see that I'm the f*cking man

{Verse 2 - Ruben Slikk]
Cokey Shores Posh Gang animal
She drink a n*gga nut like a damnimal
Big ass b*tch on the petty sh*t
Plus a n*gga f*cking kiss you with the fetti grip
I choose not to lose, or f*ck with you
Cause a n*gga gotta live life comfortable
n*gga posh like I'm kim possible
So she eat a n*gga meat like a lunchy boo
Posh gang motherf*ck the other side
Pimping in the present tense clubbing with my gunner side
Shawty wanna rise and she wanna fill my c*m inside
Cutting up the pus*y like a ?

You don't know about me
You won't hear about me
When you find out about me
You gon see that I'm the f*cking man