CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Don’t Kno (Remix)
He like, "We gon' see each other today?" I'm like, "Where your ho at?" (Where your ho at?)
N***a see me poppin' sh*t and now he want his ho back (It's too late now)
Got his name saved in my phone as "Don't Answer," ayy (Ayy, ayy)
But if I'm drunk enough, I might just f**k around and answer (Ayy, let me see that phone)
N***a toxic, he don't wanna text, he tryna come and see me (God)
How the f**k we go from arguin' to me bustin' on his VVs? (What the f**k?)
Pu**y got some knockout, make a n***a catch a DV (Bah, bah)
Made his a** an ex, he was about to be my BD
(Thank you for calling Planned Parenthood)
I be like, "I'm done with him, this time, that n***a blew it" (On God, I'm done)
'Til he come and f**k the brains outta my a** and get me back stupid (I love him)
We just f**k from time to time, in public, that's my young n***a
He say I'm a player, he know I'm just havin' fun with 'em (None of that sh*t serious)
Nah, he say I'm a dirt bike, I get nasty when I ride it, uh
Told him eat the cake like Anna Mae, he better not bite it, ayy (Eat the cake)
B*t*h, I'm gettin ripped tonight, sh*t got me excited (On gang)
And yeah, he got a b*t*h, I asked him why he didn't invite her
Man, why you ain't, didn't invite the b*t*h, man?
I told you the ho could've came, man
I got this ho all on my motherf**kin' d**k
Whole time, I'm still ain't comin' off your motherf**kin' a**, on the gang
Way he lick me like a cigar, it's smoke about that n***a (On the gang)
He callin' me his rider, but we f**kin' in the b*t*h car (N***a f**ked up)
He thinkin' that I love him 'cause I say that when we f**kin'
Got that n***a tryna lock in, I can't clock in, that's your b*t*h job (Just the ho job)
Be tellin' folks he cut me off, his scissors dull as hell (What?)
And if they sit up and believe his a**, they just as dumb as him (Stupid-a** n***as)
Hate when n***as be on lame sh*t, tellin' people that they f**ked me (Lame-a** n***a)
But I'm the type to put it on my life that you ain't touch me (Swear to God)
Let a n***a get to playin' with me, I'm quick to yell out f**k him
Go to sleep and get on business the next day like it wasn't nothin', ayy (It wasn't sh*t)
When it come to n***as, I'm a urinal, I take no sh*t
And, baby, I'm the one, I don't come second after no b*t*h (Swear to God)
He know I'm a different b*t*h, so I ain't worried 'bout his b*t*hes (nah)
And he don't ask me who I'm f**kin', n***a know it ain't his business (Shh)
He ain't tryna fall in love with me, he know I got them n***as (Glorilla, b*t*h)
We 'posed to be in love, so he can't get me out the picture (Pose)
Every time I get drunk, he the n***a I'ma call on
Gotta keep a couple n***as in the cut, though, just to fall on
Have his face all in my a**, then go and get in b*t*hes' faces (Ugh)
Probably why they lookin' sh*tty, b*t*hes know they can't replace me
On the gang
N***a see me poppin' sh*t and now he want his ho back (It's too late now)
Got his name saved in my phone as "Don't Answer," ayy (Ayy, ayy)
But if I'm drunk enough, I might just f**k around and answer (Ayy, let me see that phone)
N***a toxic, he don't wanna text, he tryna come and see me (God)
How the f**k we go from arguin' to me bustin' on his VVs? (What the f**k?)
Pu**y got some knockout, make a n***a catch a DV (Bah, bah)
Made his a** an ex, he was about to be my BD
(Thank you for calling Planned Parenthood)
I be like, "I'm done with him, this time, that n***a blew it" (On God, I'm done)
'Til he come and f**k the brains outta my a** and get me back stupid (I love him)
We just f**k from time to time, in public, that's my young n***a
He say I'm a player, he know I'm just havin' fun with 'em (None of that sh*t serious)
Nah, he say I'm a dirt bike, I get nasty when I ride it, uh
Told him eat the cake like Anna Mae, he better not bite it, ayy (Eat the cake)
B*t*h, I'm gettin ripped tonight, sh*t got me excited (On gang)
And yeah, he got a b*t*h, I asked him why he didn't invite her
Man, why you ain't, didn't invite the b*t*h, man?
I told you the ho could've came, man
I got this ho all on my motherf**kin' d**k
Whole time, I'm still ain't comin' off your motherf**kin' a**, on the gang
Way he lick me like a cigar, it's smoke about that n***a (On the gang)
He callin' me his rider, but we f**kin' in the b*t*h car (N***a f**ked up)
He thinkin' that I love him 'cause I say that when we f**kin'
Got that n***a tryna lock in, I can't clock in, that's your b*t*h job (Just the ho job)
Be tellin' folks he cut me off, his scissors dull as hell (What?)
And if they sit up and believe his a**, they just as dumb as him (Stupid-a** n***as)
Hate when n***as be on lame sh*t, tellin' people that they f**ked me (Lame-a** n***a)
But I'm the type to put it on my life that you ain't touch me (Swear to God)
Let a n***a get to playin' with me, I'm quick to yell out f**k him
Go to sleep and get on business the next day like it wasn't nothin', ayy (It wasn't sh*t)
When it come to n***as, I'm a urinal, I take no sh*t
And, baby, I'm the one, I don't come second after no b*t*h (Swear to God)
He know I'm a different b*t*h, so I ain't worried 'bout his b*t*hes (nah)
And he don't ask me who I'm f**kin', n***a know it ain't his business (Shh)
He ain't tryna fall in love with me, he know I got them n***as (Glorilla, b*t*h)
We 'posed to be in love, so he can't get me out the picture (Pose)
Every time I get drunk, he the n***a I'ma call on
Gotta keep a couple n***as in the cut, though, just to fall on
Have his face all in my a**, then go and get in b*t*hes' faces (Ugh)
Probably why they lookin' sh*tty, b*t*hes know they can't replace me
On the gang
