HE DON’T KNOW

By Barmyboypapi

Released on January 29, 2020

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[Chorus: Barmyboypapi]

He don't know

What he talking

He want smoke

Hit with him with a four

In a foreign

Got two doors

Like she poor

My bitch ain’t got no clothes

I got flows boy I rose Like I’m gold

She got white on her nose we make it snow

She got no ass so suck it good when you give throat

Like it’s smoke when you sucking you gone choke


[Verse 1: Barmyboypapi]

Aye fuck that shit you with

Yo bitch wanna ride like lyft

Boy you ain’t slime you simp

Blue notes like I’m a crib

Your music like an add

Cause I always skip it

Pay me in cash I flip it

Smoking big gas no midget

I focused on my drip

So I can’t give a fuck about him (uh huh)

Or them or they or her

Everywhere i go i kill it yessir

In the club it’s free bottle service

All a nigga ever do is work

Prayed to god so I know it’s gone work

Dick hard cause your girl keep twerking


[Chorus: Barmyboypapi]

He don’t know

What he talking

He want smoke

Hit him with a four

In a foreign

Got two doors

Like she poor

My bitch ain’t got no clothes

I got flows boy I rose Like I’m gold

She got white on her nose we make it snow

She got no ass so suck it good when you give throat

Like it’s smoke when you sucking you gone choke


[Verse 2: Barmyboypapi]

Uhh an opp want action

Like he moving out my shooter packing

Get to subtracting boy I solve you first like you a bracket

Diamonds dancing and my money it keep my pants sagging

Fuck a catfish, fuck a pussy ass nigga capping

Boy luh the come up niggas blow but they ain’t good lasting

This year I’m gone eat everybody last year I was fasting

I fucked her hard I would fuck again if she weren’t ratchet

I’ve always had it since the day I said I’m starting rapping

My bitch she yellow kinda short I call her my minion

You sleeping on the grind ain’t slime get out my business

Do this shit so I can go and tell the world that I did it

And you know Barmy Gang my slatts we just keep on winning


[Chorus: Barmyboypapi]

He don’t know

What he talk

He want smoke

He him with a four

In a foreign

Got two door

Like she poor

My bitch ain’t got no clothes (Bitch ain't got no clothes)