Ion Know

By Cuban Doll

On Karma

Released on March 29, 2019

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[Intro]


[?]

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Ayy


[Verse 1]

From the D to the D put respect on it

Fuck yo chain, see yo neck I step on it

Better use your head, or I'ma put a check on it

You a lil' bitch, broke hoe I think less of you

I get money' cause I made it, bitches hatin'

I can blow all that money that they be saving

Why you playing?

I can make all that money I be wasting

Again and again

I don't know one bitch no favorite

Know this one bitch be hating

She ain’t got no morale she a runner in her city

She be touring

They heard I get money in they city like I’m born in this bitch

The bitch pussy wack and her head boring

Ayy

I might see a mill before I get home

Only time you gone touch a mill is on a diss song

Let you know

If you don’t get right, get left wrong

Broads send her home

We gon' get this bitch gone

Ayy

I get so violent, I am your idol

I don’t need no Co-Signer

She probably praying that this go viral

Know she tired of paying for them ghostwriters

Bitch

(Fuck is these bitches talking about?)


[Hook]

I don't know, I don't know

It’s the bands or they broke

I don't know, I don't know

Bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

Who they fucking on the low?

I don't know, I don't know

These bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

It’s the bands or they broke

I don't know, I don't know

Bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

Who they fucking on the low?

I don't know, I don't know

These bitches in the same clothes


[Verse 2]

Yeah, I'ma die a legend

I get on that shit real quick, supply extra

How is you real?

'Cause one nigga got ran by ten extras, ayy

How you beef with a bitch then dick suckin'?

How you speak on some shit you ain’t with none?

You got ran out the city why you dick-sucking?

You bitches getting money? I must've missed some

Yeah, don’t give a fuck about no lil' bitch

It’s crazy, y’all both broke and that’s real tea

And it’s the real me

Bitches kill me talkin' 'bout they kill me

Stupid bitch is you silly?

Fuck if you don’t feel me, pulling off in them benz's

Bitches they acting friendly

Bands I get too many

Looking like a million

All my niggas with me

All y’all bitches pussy I’ll have my niggas kill you

How you drop a diss, you can’t drop a crib?

I won’t reply to these bitches if they drop again


[Hook]

I don't know, I don't know

It’s the bands or they broke

I don't know, I don't know

Bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

Who they fucking on the low?

I don't know, I don't know

These bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

It’s the bands or they broke

I don't know, I don't know

Bitches in the same clothes

I don't know, I don't know

Who they fucking on the low?

I don't know, I don't know

These bitches in the same clothes