[Chorus: Austin, Chaz]

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

And you still say we're homies

We ain't speaking for weeks (We)

We both keep it low key (We)

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

But you still say we're homies

Ain't speak in weeks

Because we keep it low key

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

[Verse one: Chaz]

Okay the first track dropped

Way back in 2008

Since then, we've been the hottest freshman -

We just got to class late

Chef when they wanted beef -

We scraped that shit off the plate

Fast forward a couple years -

Refining all of our tastes

We both have been steady writing -

Weddings I ain't invited

That shit just makes me inspired

I grit my teeth - get to biting

I've got your ear

Like I'm Tyson and I know you feel that hook

These are shots at take flight friends

One state to another still got you covered

Like tight ends

Then I find out

You can't drive to where I am

Leaving scars 'cause you're lying

And by the way

We're dropping tapes if you listen

Another one's on the way

And that bitch is already written

I'm still addicted to women

And I get to smashing like fenders

I don't care who came before me -

I'm the one you'll remember

Sad to see who my friends were

On the waterfront

And I could be a contender -

Tell them those were my last words

[Chorus: Austin, Chaz]

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

And you still say we're homies

We ain't speaking for weeks (We)

We both keep it low key (We)

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

But you still say we're homies

Ain't speak in weeks

Because we keep it low key

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

[Verse two: Austin]

My angle is keep it low key

Like the brother of Thor

From a River Haven trailer, no heat

And single mother of four

I just remain in my lane -

Never worry of another's accord

Stay baked like Famous Amos blatantly

Without other's support

While you deplore and abhor my retort

I'm forced to record

My last resort is pop a roach -

Ignore divorce or reform

I'm over with putting forth effort

Toward a friend won't reciprocate

The same participation -

Acquaintanceships may disintegrate

When I had to dissipate -

I moved away to a different state

It shouldn't've changed relationships

They should've just stayed the same

I know that I've got my real ones

And it really don't matter where I'm at on the map

And that is a fact beside of the point

Of how some of you people are ravenous rats

You're a friend on my page

And yet ready and willing to stab in the back

Know if it happened to me

You'd have shortness of breath with no asthma attack

You're Epsom and I'm bath salts

Homie, you don't know me - not at all

I know I'm at fault like the rest of y'all

Because I chose no phone - what is that called?

[Chorus: Austin, Chaz]

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

And you still say we're homies

We ain't speaking for weeks (We)

We both keep it low key (We)

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

But you still say we're homies

Ain't speak in weeks

Because we keep it low key

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

[Verse three: Chaz]

God damn

Man, y'all are pathetic

And you be talking that shit -

I'ma get you a breath mint

And I'ma need me a second

I'm never coming in second

I usher in the confessions

Like I run with the reverend

I'm cutting ties like severance

I don't mean checks like breakfast

The beat is Ralph, I'ma wreck it

With all of the bread and the cheeses and lettuce

I'm beefing with all my friends

And this song is the produce section

And just to get mentioned

Post up on Instagram "I love you all - no tennis"

Society - I'm a menace

I want the game, I won't rent it

And all of you in your feelings

I'm drilling teeth like a dentist

So keep my name out your mouth

Like you're cleaning your dentures

That's that white boy smile -

Yeah that news at 11

And never question what I do for my brethren -

I'm acting reckless - not a Jesuit, I won't send you to heaven

But with a pen in my mitten

I'll still be pulling them weapons

[Chorus: Austin, Chaz]

Y'all think you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

And you still say we're homies

We ain't speaking for weeks (We)

We both keep it low key (We)

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis

Y'all think that you know me

The truth is, there's no me

You made it this way

But you still say we're homies

Ain't speak in weeks

Because we keep it low key

But see me on the streets

Your face will change like emojis