Clown ass niggas, I peep all them subs and all that
Niggas can't fuck with me nigga, I do this
I am this shit nigga
And don't be commenting on my pictures, I don't know you niggas
Pippi Longstocking, hugging on my denim
All up in my business, 'bout to take the biddim
Call me Mr. Whiskers, the flu flamming champion
Bitch I am the Ruler, back split the medulas
Medusa, I stone him if he Judas, he stupid
Think he finna book me, I am not one of these losers
The kamikaze doors when I'm hopping out with two TECs
Ooh damn, flu flamm, nigga think he too tough
Ku Klux, quick to hang a nigga for Martin Luther
All these niggas know me, Mr. Big Bank Budda
Or Mr. Big Mank Ocean
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders
I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders
I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
Pussy nigga you disgust me, please don't discuss me
Baby bottle when I'm fussy, ten bands off of musty
I ain't talkin' 'bout the song
I be sending ten packs every week of that strong
Get a mink and I'm gone, don't be preying on my phone
Eight balls, I applaud, and I serve 'em all night long
Poured a four of the purp 'cause the deuce wasn't strong
I don't go back and forth, bitch this ain't ping and pong
I don't know Nathan about nothin'
But I know every nigga with me gon' be bustin'
I ain't fighting, I ain't fussing, we ain't talking, bitch we fucking
Then you dipping, we ain't cuffing, you be sipping Robitussin
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders
I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders
I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
Like I was saying, I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders or no killers
Like keep my name out your mouth, I don't know you niggas
Like for real these niggas run they mouth like
I'm talkin' like crazy shit, I'm like I don't know now nothin' 'bout no murders, I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
For real, shit
Anyway through the work, 'cause is for real, I cannot have or, have access to firearms or some shit like that
So I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders
Stop asking me, I don't know your homie, uh, bitch
Keep my name out your mouth
And just listen to the tape though
And I don't know you niggas
I really don't, like
They done found the red, it was over here
I found it