​You Think You Know lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm the-
(coughing)
Yeah, we all
Can rob 'em, ohh
Get that motherf*cker..
(knocking) Yo
Yeah, uh
It's all good though, a n*gga f*cking every day
You know?
You motherf*ckers [?]
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Oh sh*t, ride the cot
Goddamn, I'm the sh*t and I'm piping hot
Goddamn, I'm the man and you know the style
These pus*y ass n*ggas, be actin' while
JPEG is the name and I came for the game, b*tch
No shame b*tch, whole lotta name-flips
Black man selling out souls to the mason
Patience, we ain't the same, b*tch

[Hook 1]
'Cause you county n*ggas don't know me
You Fredrick n*ggas don't know me
These Hamden n*ggas don't know me
You pus*y n*ggas don't know me
You don't know me better than I do
But I know that you, think you do
Boy sit down, you don't have a clue
'Bout what can get done to you
'Cause you Towson n*ggas don't know me
You artsy n*ggas don't know me
These MICA students don't know me
You trust fund kids don't know me
You don't know me better than I do
But I know that you, think you do
Boy sit down, you don't have a clue
About what I can do to you, pus*y
[Instrumental break]
(woo)
(c'mon)
(nngh, yeah)
(yes, yes, yes, yes)
(yeah)
(coughing)
I'm in-
I'm in this thing, f*ck yeah...
Messes...
Yeah, uh
Hmph

[Verse 2]
Oh f*ck
God damn
I'm the sh*t in the man
I'm the sh*ttin' on trans
Gotta catch that train going downtown
And f*ck honeys
I burn that sh*t to the ground, uh
Young Peggy, b*tch
Hand on the semi b*tch
Automatic raise my f*cking rifle like my children b*tch
Heavy, heavy
I don't know why you came with
That bullsh*t, nah trick
[Hook 2]
'Cause These 'burban n*ggas don't know me
You pus*y n*ggas don't know me
You light skin n*ggas don't know me
You half-breeds don't know me
You don't know me better than I do
But I know that you, think you do
Boy sit down, you don't have a clue
About what can get done to you
'Cause you white boys don't know me
You fake thugs don't know me
You scared of a gun? b*tch, blow me
Got a gat that I call my homie
And you don't know him better than I do
But I know that you, think you do
Boy sit down, you don't have a clue
'Cause you can get shot too, motherf*cker