I Don’t Know

Yeah

Y'all remember this?

Yeah

Crease

Ain't think we was gon' be back in the lab, baby

It's been a minute since we last surfed

We still here

Know it's been a lil' minute though, man, but

You been on your shit

I been on mine

But we here

Yeah

Think I got game? Indeed

Back the Glock down in me

Smack the shit out emcees

Please, don't squeeze, we smoke trees

Got a million in the closet, million I deposit

Long as I'm black, I'm still a target

Been a minute since I been one of these

Bitch broke, got a handout, nigga, fuck me

Nigga mama on coke, straight bullshit

Started out freebase, now I got a full clip

Deep dish, street shit

Every night I leave a nigga sleepin' with the fish

Got a bitch, she a mami, never took advantage

Got a nice accent, never spoke Spanish

Get a sandwich, hundred K, I'm the shit

The gun spit, nigga, burn the weight

Gotta hate for the police, shoot a nigga dead 'cause he black

A nigga get no sleep, put a nigga deep in the fire

Heard he did a wire, black double R Jeep, bulletproof tires

Leather blazer, chestnut Raiders

Left a nigga dead, hit him with the taser

Locked up like a nigga need a razor

Bring a nigga to the clip 'fore I save him

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

And we got many loops, many coupes

Double-breasted three-piece suits

No bullshit, need me to shoot, swoosh

Thousand dollar boost, this a flow, never seen it

Do it like Mike in the post, double team it

Pick a shit clean, every night had a orgy

Bedtime story, tell 'em they're my baby

Jealous of my wave, all the money that I made

Spread love to my niggas in the street

Baby had a big week, let her pop tags, buy candy

Love it in her fanny, wavy like Katrina, Hurricane Sandy

Never will a nigga get dough like me

Get dough, pros go after clothes, don't need

I'ma take 'em all off, break it all off

Lick a shot from the sawed-off, make it all soft

Let a nigga from the Chi like this, can't do it

Smokin' on a big blunt, ridin' to my music

Hit 'em with the shot, can't prove it, move it

Fuck it, man, I lose it

Nigga pick one bitch, choose it

Let me get that

Before you put out the blunt, let me hit that

Press the button to squeeze, let me sit back

Couldn't wait to get it back, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Baby girl, I don't know what to do

I don't know what came over me

She done done fucked a nigga

Somebody get a hold of me

Make her drive down the I-95

'Bout to make a nigga tote a ki

She done do me for a loop

Somebody get a hold of me