[Intro]

I Dont Know (x11)

[Verse 1]

I Dont Know

Where to go Im so high

In a boat banana boat super fly

Riding around in the town with the guys

See his ass clap him blam him in disguise

Ride around tweaking geeking off them pies

Smoke the dope smoke the dope can't see my eyes

My eyes is red my eyes is red just like stop sign

Im in a foreign a foreign whip it is all white

The rims all white they 24's forgiatos

Im riding around with a car full of hoes

Leave them hoes

(...scurr scurr)

Had to run through a check

Finesse

Finesse finesse

Finesse a guess finesse at my best

Finesse the chest

A treasure chest full of og ham

Riding around town trying to get that dope

Trying to see whats f*cking going on

But there ain't nothing going on

Im just tweaking in the booth trying make these songs

Flipping them songs

Flipping them words instead of flipping them birds

Pull up on the block (scurrr...)

Everyday i gotta put in work

Everyday i gotta get some

Running through dope trying get one

Pull up on the block we gone flip some

Running through the block we gone hit some

Im out the jam going ham

If you want some beef im always going ham

Yall like damn

Damn shawty on me she a fan

She only want me cause numbers on my instagram

Lil bitch scram

[FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT SHAWTY

YOU A THOTTY, YOU AINT GETTING NO

MOTHA'FKING MONEY, STOP IT

YOU NEED TO STOP IT, WHATEVER

I WANT BITCH I COP IT!]

[Verse 3]

I might have lobster today

Might have crab

Might ride around in the fucking jag

Going ham

Cause im a stallion

Bitch, just look at my medallion

GUAP IN MY POCKETS ! GUAP IN MY SOCKS !

I got so nuch guap you think I sold tocks !

Glo gang we at the tipppiee top!

Yo bitch gotta get out if she dont tippie top

Im doing my thingy thing riding in a range

Fuck the fame

I really just need some brain

And some fucking bank

[outro]

Bank

Gang

Aye

Public street gang

Stay up on yo feet man

I call 4CG to hang man

And he play hang man

Cause we the stain gang