never know lyrics

[Chorus: Slump6s]
b*tch, you’ll never know
This n*gga [?]
Just to be the real
Lil' b*tch took my soul, she won’t leave me ‘lone
Spent five-hundred on a watch, n*gga, what you know about it?
I don’t really got no friends, I don’t f*ck with nobody
She gon' throw it in the air, make her touch her toes
Yeah, don’t really f*ck with rat n*ggas, not at all

[Verse 1: Slump6s]
Yeah, twin caught that boy jumpin' the fence
I get deep in the water, I'm drenched
They want me for a show, but I’m missing
Dropped out of school, give a f*ck about attending
f*ck that lil' ho, she want all my attention
I rock all-black, I don’t blend in
In the car, while I'm just countin' Bеnji's

[Verse 2: Che]
Yeah, f*ck a groupie ho, now she such a homе-body (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Yeah, n*gga said there’s smoke? He could hit my phone 'bout it
Ah, and I step on sh*t, just like it was Foamposite
Said she caught me with another b*tch, I don't even know 'bout it
I don't f*ck with nobody, yeah, I just went back home with this b*tch (Yeah)
She ain’t telling nobody, yeah, b*tch, I'm gettin' gone once I hit (Yeah)
I been on my own, swear to God (Yeah)
Just copped it, two-hundred for a fit
Why your ho catchin' 2 up on her lip?
Yeah, make him fall out the way like a tuna-fish
[Verse 3: Slump6s]
.55 bullet, might catch that boy
She wan' suck on my di*k, I know it
This ho blowin' my sh*t, annoying
Love my b*tch, she built like Coi
Ha, buss down n*gga, we killed that boy
Talk down lil' n*gga, I ain’t no lil' boy
Yeah, shorty tryna play wit' it, yeah, we been at the top, b*tch
Yeah, this little ho tryna hang with me, they be just tryna top me
Lil' n*gga, count hundreds, f*ck 'bout what they saying 'bout me
Watch, I'm changing the topic (Yeah, yeah, hmm)
All of these n*ggas just talk sh*t
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n*ggas be showin' fake love, this sh*t toxic

[Verse 4: Che]
Uh-huh, n*ggas wanna crash out, 'bout a b*tch, oh no
All that other sh*t on the low (Yeah)
That's another brick, 'nother sold
Just another hit, 'nother gold
I done made a b*tch leave his soul (Yeah)
n*ggas know that beef critical (Yeah)
I ain’t trying to p*ss no one off

[Pre-Chorus: Che & Slump6s]
And my whole wrist Audemar
I ain’t f*ck no b*tch, I forgot
All you n*ggas sick, oh my God
And I put on sh*t, oh my God
Got to keep it close
[Chorus: Slump6s]
b*tch, you’ll never know
This n*gga [?]
Just to be the real
Lil' b*tch took my soul, she won’t leave me ‘lone
Spent five-hundred on a watch, n*gga, what you know about it?
I don’t really got no friends, I don’t f*ck with nobody
She gon' throw it in the air, make her touch her toes
Yeah, don’t really f*ck with rat n*ggas, not at all

[Outro: Slump6s]
Yeah, Yeah