‎u do not know

[Chorus: BenjiCold]
You do not know 'bout that jazz (Know 'bout that jazz)
You do not know 'bout that shit, yeah
You do not know 'bout that gang, ho
You do not know 'bout that clique (Know 'bout that clique)
All of my niggas are selling weed, we making them waves, lil' nigga get hit (Nigga get hit)
Yeah, my nigga Amir on the beat, he going crazy, so sick (Going so sick)
You do not know 'bout that jazz (Know 'bout that jazz)
You do not know 'bout that shit, yeah
Play with your bitch like a saxophone (Yeah)
Get my nigga bring that money home (Yeah)
Stripper white bitch, yeah, she give me dome
Play with that bitch like a xylophone (Skrrt)
You do not know what type of swag I'm on (Skrrt)
You do not know what type of swag I'm on (Yuh)

[Verse 1: BenjiCold]
You do not know, ha
You do not know, you do not know
All of my niggas need credit, I know
Get my nigga Lunch to pull it through two times four (The four)
Yeah, through two times four (Two times four)
Nigga get hit with the D-R-A-C-O (Draco)
Nigga talk crazy (Talk crazy)
Racks go get 'em, racks go get 'em (Skrrt), yeah, they don't
Yeah, lil' ten ball on 'em, [?] all on his head, yeah, that nigga dead (He dead)
Shh, that's too fed, I ran up the racks like what should it be?
Like Lancey niggas ain't hear what I said

[Verse 2: Lunchbox]
I pour a four in that drink, I'm so high, there's no feel in my legs
That ho won't leave me alone, she don't like I be sipping all that
[?] spot with some thots, all these hoes could get fit in my pants
Damn, we do be living like that
Lil' bitch, I got this whole shit on my head, I got this drip from Japan
The way he ran up [?] like that (Like that)
That choppa [?] like it's head
The way she shake it, she grab me like that
That lil' bitch different, no cap (Fah)
Know 'bout no—, what does it cost, they don't know 'bout this drip
What does it cost, they don't know 'bout this fit
Bitch, that ho is your thot, it's a nobody's bitch (Fah)
Know 'bout no—, my brothers slide through the block, we don't know 'bout no bitch
Bitch, they gon'— (Fah), I think I know [?]
I swear to God, think I know [?] (Frr)
(Fah) Bitch, it ain't no one like this
I'm on that block, got the ho [?] my hip
I'm on that block, got that bitch follow my hip
AMG, and it's fast as fuck, nigga
These niggas hate me, they be mad they gon' never
We got bands, we ain't cap a fuck nigga
Fuck 'em up, we gon' whack a fuck nigga
But these hoes tryna trap a young nigga
I got racks, I got bags as young nigga
[?] this shit be my passion, young nigga
All this shit ain't imagined, young nigga

[Chorus: BenjiCold]
You do not know 'bout that jazz (Know 'bout that jazz)
You do not know 'bout that shit, yeah
You do not know 'bout that gang, ho
You do not know 'bout that clique (Know 'bout that clique)
All of my niggas are selling weed, we making them waves, lil' nigga get hit (Nigga get hit)
Yeah, my nigga Amir on the beat, he going crazy, so sick (Going so sick)
You do not know 'bout that jazz (Know 'bout that jazz)
You do not know 'bout that shit, yeah
Play with your bitch like a saxophone (Yeah)
Play with your bitch like the—, uh, yuh
Stripper white bitch, yeah, she give me dome
Play with that bitch like a xylophone (Skrrt)

[Outro: BenjiCold]
Fuck these niggas hoes right