If U Didn't Know Bitch

If you didn't know, bitch

Money mo, money mo, **** on the track with dope

I was only fourteen, slangin' on some dial soap

Tryna break a junkie bitch and then I get my dick sucked

Why you runnin', you cocksucker? Bitch, my pockets swoled up

I was into gamblin', **** hit the concrete

When I knock the socks off, you can talk your ass off

My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play a bride

And how to cut game, like a motherfuckin' chainsaw

Mane, I hate the police, lawyers got me sowed up

Now every time you see them crooked bitches, fire that thang up

Ghetto ass ****, from a ghetto ass neighborhood

I'm ready to kill, steal, trill ****, I ain't got no love

Stressin' all that bullshit, that trick I'm playin, ho, front, I buck 'em down

He's in my trunk, stankin' like a skunk

This is from experience, I sacrificed my life to the streets, yeah, ****

Fuck peace

Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick

Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch

If you didn't know, bitch

Ah, yeah, this shit is like this right here

For all y'all sissy-ass **** (If you didn't know, bitch)

You think you wanna get some?

This shit is too thick, buster-ass ****, fuck peace

Yeah, bitch, I'm finna take care of my business

(If you didn't know, bitch)

What's up, to my **** 211? You know what I'm sayin'

'Cause my **** gangbang on any kinda thing

Know what I'm sayin'

It's like this, ho-ass ****

I woke up in the mornin', smokin' breakfast got me dazed

I threw on my Khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids

I'm plottin' on these sissy sucker, they run they grip constantly

My road-dog Lil' John strapped with "M," for one, we faithful to the streets

Because I grew up with no shit up in my 'frigerator

Sometime I hustle from the circle, put food on my table

I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own, you talkin' gankin'?

Adiós, partner, show you wrong

I'm full of alcohol but tryna make my pockets swole

In fact, I'm slangin', stangin', gankin' when I'm on the stroll

Ayo, I'm only down with **** that I hang with

Bizzat to they high fade, ain't meant for no robbin'

Yo, fizzact, persizzonally, they say I'm insizzane

And I ain't thinkin' 'bout no lawyer, see my sack's fat

Smokin' on some trizznue, blowin' a gun, it izznew

My bank on swole, ****, 'cause I'm livin' by the tone

Fuck peace, my '98 is '93 with hammers on, biatch

Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick

Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch

If you didn't know, bitch

Ah, yeah, y'all know what motherfuckin' time it is

All the real motherfuckin' killers, proud of they self

Like me, know what I'm sayin'

(If you didn't know, bitch)

Any kinda ana' I got with a bitch ass ****, mane

I told y'all, I'ma take care of it, bitch

So step on up (If you didn't know, bitch)

Be the next contestant to the morgue, ho