You Don’t Know Me

[Intro]
They be like Ballout, man
Where you the fuck you from, man?
They told you from Lamron, you from O'Block, you from Front$treet
Where the fuck, where are you really from?
Shit, obviously like shit, man, I'm from the streets, man
You know, I come from the streets, man

[Verse]
I'm Ballout from the streets
How the fuck you don't know me? (Ballout)
I be smoking on OG (Earth OG), in the hood with my homies (Broski)
I done fucked all you bitches so don't act like you don't know me (Thots)
Red and white diamond Rollie, I be flexing like Mauncho (Mauncho)
When I'm countin' them hunchos (Franklins)
On my hood shit eating nachos (Machos)
I pull up in Ferraris (Skrrt, skrrt)
I heard niggas like molly, no, Ballout don't do molly (no)
Heard that shit was like cocaine (Cocaine)
So I ain't fucking with molly (No)
But I will serve you some molly (Whatever you want)
They be like "Ballout, how the fuck I know you won't rob me?" (Whatchu know)
Boy, your ass from Lamron, you from the goddamn streets (300)
But I just hit a lick, so I got it for dirt cheap (Low)
Since I hit that lick, I ain't robbed in a damn week (Damn)
So you better hurry up and come and get this shit from me (Better hurry up, man)
It's a drought and you know I'm in the goddamn streets (Streets)
Or I'm probably in North East with Yung Gleesh or Fat Gleesh (SB)
In DC at the stadium, when I come I throw a couple G's
All the hoes be like "Damn Ballout, make it rain on me" (Beep)
I'ma make it rain but y'all know Ball don't pay for no pussy (No)
I'ma boss, I be on my boss shit, fuck you mean? (Boss shit)
Sipping lean, pure codeine, I be off the lean (Leanin')