You Don’t Know Me lyrics

[Intro]
They be like Ballout, man
Where you the f*ck you from, man?
They told you from Lamron, you from O'Block, you from Front$treet
Where the f*ck, where are you really from?
sh*t, obviously like sh*t, man, I'm from the streets, man
You know, I come from the streets, man

[Verse]
I'm Ballout from the streets
How the f*ck you don't know me? (Ballout)
I be smoking on OG (Earth OG), in the hood with my homies (Broski)
I done f*cked all you b*tches so don't act like you don't know me (Thots)
Red and white diamond Rollie, I be flexing like Mauncho (Mauncho)
When I'm countin' them hunchos (Franklins)
On my hood sh*t eating nachos (Machos)
I pull up in Ferraris (Skrrt, skrrt)
I heard n*ggas like molly, no, Ballout don't do molly (no)
Heard that sh*t was like cocaine (Cocaine)
So I ain't f*cking with molly (No)
But I will serve you some molly (Whatever you want)
They be like "Ballout, how the f*ck I know you won't rob me?" (Whatchu know)
Boy, your ass from Lamron, you from the goddamn streets (300)
But I just hit a lick, so I got it for dirt cheap (Low)
Since I hit that lick, I ain't robbed in a damn week (Damn)
So you better hurry up and come and get this sh*t from me (Better hurry up, man)
It's a drought and you know I'm in the goddamn streets (Streets)
Or I'm probably in North East with Yung Gleesh or Fat Gleesh (SB)
In DC at the stadium, when I come I throw a couple G's
All the hoes be like "Damn Ballout, make it rain on me" (Beep)
I'ma make it rain but y'all know Ball don't pay for no pus*y (No)
I'ma boss, I be on my boss sh*t, f*ck you mean? (Boss sh*t)
Sipping lean, pure codeine, I be off the lean (Leanin')