They Don’t Know lyrics

[Intro]
Aloy, you know how the kid play
Y'all, yo
Kutta, cut that sh*t up man

[Verse 1]
I can't decide if I'ma cheat the b*tch or I'ma leave the b*tch
Looked at my watch and see you freezing, b*tch
You know I'm stinking rich
I keep a job for every season, b*tch (I keep a job)
I'm out here tweaking, b*tch
I keep a Glock and I'ma beat a b*tch before I need a b*tch to call the cops
And I never snitch (Grr), I push the pedal, b*tch, before I'm not (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And my lil' yellow b*tch, she thick like Jell-O, b*tch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She cost a lot
And I won't tell the b*tch that I was selling it deep in the block (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's irrelevant I tried to tell the b*tch before I shot (Grr, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know)
Grr
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Coke selling (Mmm-hmm) with a little bit of dope selling (Mmm-hmm)
Selling records like Motown (Mmm-hmm, yeah)
Pimps up, n*gga, hoes down (Mmm-hmm, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, from the hood where it go down (Mmm-hmm)
For my n*gga, got a fifty in a Ghost now
For my n*ggas in the crib filling dope naps
For my n*ggas iced out in the boat and them
This for my n*ggas got dope on the stove and them
For my n*ggas locked up in the whole 'net
'Cause any time a motherf*cker with a whole Ren (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Drop heads at a motherf*cker doormat (Bah, bah, bah, grr)
Put chains on a n*gga, that's a whole house
And I ain't changing my n*gga from the dog pound
Got game for my n*ggas in the dog house
I got big and my money done matured now
Still put a n*gga brains on the floor now

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know)
Grr
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm, they don't know, mm, that's a bad boy)
Grr (That's a bad boy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, that's a bad boy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know, I'm a top shotta)
Yeah, yeah (Now wagwan, man? Top shotta)
[Verse 3]
Yo, tell 'em, "It's Rowdy and Bobby"
Bodies on bodies on bodies
I had to shoot the lobby
Shoot up they shorty
Rowdy gon' shoot up they party (Brr)
I'ma go shoot his sister, shoot up they cousins (Brr)
I'ma go shoot up they aunties
I'ma go shoot up they brothers, shoot at they n*ggas
I'ma go shoot at they mommies
I ain't gon' show no love
And f*ck that n*gga
My n*gga said, "f*ck 'em," then f*ck 'em, I don't trust 'em
I'ma dust that n*gga, my n*gga said, "Buck 'em"
I'm busting
No discussion, I'ma rush 'em
Trigger happy since a youngin
He erratic, told me, "Snuff 'em"
What the f*ck you mean? I bust them, n*gga

[Outro]
Ain't fighting no n*gga, f*ck off
Gang, gang, gang (Shmurda)
They don't know
Grr, gang, gang (Yeah)
Hahaha
Gang, gang, gang
They don't know
Gang, gang, gang
They don't know