[Intro]

(Paradise)

(Ayo, Clipzy, this shit raw as hell)

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Yeah

[Verse]

I don't know who killed doggy

I don't know who hit the club and shot up the whole party

Don't know who playin' on my phone, it might be your ho probably

You still thinkin' Hellcats, you don't know about a 'Rari

Book a flight, nigga, see the world

I seen him lose his life when he got hit, I seen him curl

My nigga took a Perc' before he ate, and I seen him hurl

They had me in the interrogation room and I ain't say a word

You ever slept in a bed with a G?

Gucci on from my head to my feet

Dog switched, I wasn't even in the feds for a week

How you fuckin' with them niggas when you know we got beef?

Had to make 'em recognize me, thеy ain't know about me

Real sharpshooters, nigga, thеy on go about me

I'm a real player, boy, don't bring your ho around me

Fucked the money up, it had me in a hole for 'bout a week, but I bounced back

Yeah, I used to drop a half and bring an ounce back

Was cheese in the house, got a nigga settin' mouse traps

Shoppin' out in Cali, bought some shit and couldn't pronounce that

I'm a trap nigga, ask the OGs, they can vouch that

But I don't need no vouch or no validation

I live this shit, no imagination

I used to buy Act' by the cases

I'm a fat, Black nigga ridin' in a spaceship

I'ma fah-fah-fah-fah, so don't play, bitch

It's just me and Lou blowin' racks at The Dayshift

Everything you hear me on crack, bro, I can't miss

Hit a bad bitch from the back, but we can't kiss

Unc' got a Big Meech bag, he don't take pics

Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, where they take hits

We'll leave your ass deepfried, get your face hit

Real niggas talkin', keep quiet with that fake shit

Rap fail, then it's back to the basics

I'm back weighin' on a scale, buyin' razors

Don't get blackmailed, boy, in jail, I'm they favorite

I made crack sales and I looked out for the neighbors

But now I just rap, I'm tryna live it up

Don't compare to me, I read the stats, you ain't did enough

Baby girl was in a bad mood, I had to lift her up

Grab that Louis bag out the room, it's time to fill it up

[Outro]

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know who got popped

I don't know who got dropped

I just know we can't stop

All I know about is guap

Nigga, grab me a pop

Fill it to the top, I don't know, I don't know

I don't know who got dropped

I don't know who got popped

I just know we can't stop

All I know about is guap

Nigga, fill it to the top

(Ayo, Clipzy, this shit raw as hell)