YOU DON’T KNOW

My bad shawty
Last take, last text
Metro Zu
Ruben Slikk, SJ

Back on the scene
Fresh as a bitch
Hop in the whip with a brand new chick
Came so colorful I call it tricks
Fuck a lotta hoes and you call it trick
Boy please I'm the man
Got me the master plan
If she ain't got the money get the back of hand
You a lotta birds call that ?
Damn I'm a robber
Call ? if you don't know who I am
Mister Nutty Butty
Eat a lotta rappers up just like this ham
Damn I told you niggas
Fuck around and murk you niggas
? I close the curtains
Turn right back and bury niggas
And my swag is back
Hit you niggas with the swag attack
Fucking posh hoes ?
? I'ma make it back

You all don't know about me
You won't hear about me
When you find out about me
You gon see that I'm the fucking man

{Verse 2 - Ruben Slikk]
Cokey Shores Posh Gang animal
She drink a nigga nut like a damnimal
Big ass bitch on the petty shit
Plus a nigga fucking kiss you with the fetti grip
I choose not to lose, or fuck with you
Cause a nigga gotta live life comfortable
Nigga posh like I'm kim possible
So she eat a nigga meat like a lunchy boo
Posh gang motherfuck the other side
Pimping in the present tense clubbing with my gunner side
Shawty wanna rise and she wanna fill my cum inside
Cutting up the pussy like a ?

You don't know about me
You won't hear about me
When you find out about me
You gon see that I'm the fucking man