Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Homie Quan
Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dequantes Lamar
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
London Holmes
London Holmes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer
Evan Nunziante
Evan Nunziante
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

They don't know, yeah What I've been through They don't know the half They only know what I tell them (They don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know) They don't know about the brand-new car I just bought They don't know about the brand-new house They don't know about the brand-new chick that I just fucked With some good head, that's a brand-new mouth They don't know about the brand-new bezel on the Rolex Now the motherfucker got a brand-new Glock They don't know about the brand-new choppa for the same old hater Niggas mad that a nigga can't stop They don't know about the old school whip that I keep pulled up When I pull it out they be like "Who that?" They don't know about the old school days when a nigga had waves I swear every night I wore a du-rag They don't know about the old school days Magic city, it was jumpin', niggas want to see some booty Got a old school ho tryna screw me So I'ma hit that pussy from the back, made her scream like (yeah) And it's still money over bitches Rich Homie over all niggas I need some more commas for these digits 'Cause I done ran my sack up crazy I might buy my dad a Mercedes And I just found out I got a baby on the way I know the situation sound a little crazy And they ain't know I was worth that much 'Til I dropped that mixtape and showed they ass And they ain't know I was on them Percocet, but they know I be on them Xan And they know I ain't with that groupie shit but got mad love for my fans I can't take every picture, you've gotta understand But they don't know, yeah What I've been through, yeah They don't know the half They only know what I tell them (They don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know) They don't know about the time when a nigga got pulled over Boy, I swear to God, they was trippin' They don't know about the bag that a nigga had stuffed in the trunk They were too busy worried about insurance They don't know about the homie that I got locked up Money order every week, they don't know he goin' through it They don't know I'm a boss already, ain't nothin' but 23 Now them niggas trynna ask me how I do it They don't know about the pain, pain, pain That a nigga been goin' through lately baby Shit done got a little crazy lately Shoot a nigga, make his ass a grady, baby And that pussy so wet, I might recruit myself in the Navy, baby Used to be George Washinton, now it's Ben Franklin I had a change of face They don't know about the new spot that I just got With the cameras everywhere so they see your ass I'm in New York spendin' Nino cash A broke nigga, I can never be your ass And I'm the future nigga, I see your past Who the fuck told you I want to be your ass? With these diamonds lookin' like water Boy, I've got Nemo mad And they don't know that my mama still workin' They don't know I'm unsigned, they don't know I'm still hustlin' They knew about the spot on Gresham that my uncle meat had Two times got busted They don't know that I paid for my mama to get married She'll be happy for the rest of her life That's somethin' I know nigga And last year I was broke nigga But they don't know, yeah What I've been through (they don't know, they don't know, they don't know) They don't know the half (they don't know, know, know, they don't know) They only know what I tell them (they only know what I tell them) (They don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know) Hey, hey, hey, hey They don't know, they don't know, they don't know Hey, hey, hey, hey They don't know, they don't know, they don't know Hey, hey, hey, hey They don't know, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know
Writer(s): Dequantes Devontay Lamar, London Tyler Holmes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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