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cdot honcho - don't know lyrics

[intro]
aye
in that fast car but you ain’t know it
i woke up with two hoe’s i don’t know them
i would say them hoes names but i don’t know it
medusa my belt paid a rack for it
i got that sack if you ain’t know it
nigga try me get clapped if you ain’t know it

[hook]
i woke up with two hoe’s i don’t know them
stuffing a backwood
what i just spent at sax’s man i don’t know it
she just here for the racks but she won’t show it
if your b-tch catching b-lls like a backboard
put my chalk on that b-tch like a blackboard
nigga pull up your brain on this dashboard
new jewelry don’t ask what i paid for it

say i woke up with two hoe’s i don’t know them
what i just spent at sax’s man i don’t know it
she just here for the racks but she won’t show it
if your b-tch catching b-lls like a backboard
put my chalk on that b-tch like a blackboard
nigga pull up your brain on this dashboard
the law ask me shit but i don’t know it

[verse 1]
see the law on my d-ck, why i don’t know it
drink out the fifth cause we don’t pour it
i’m where ever them hundreds at uzi ‘gon “rat-tat-tat-at” let that b-tch go if you ain’t going
i ride with the work in the car door
if the law want to chase me i’m all for it
if a nigga want war then we out for it
nigga talk to the “k” that b-tch outgoing
fuck on, your b-tch kick her outdoors
how she got to the crib man i don’t know it
watch me smoke out the zip while i keep pouring
watch my money do flips, and it keep going
all my b-tches got b-tches they not boring
clip in the mack like a phone cord
clip at your head while you sleep like a headboard
blow it and skate like a skateboard
whatever you owe better up board
foe nem they really [?] heads like a dart board
she suck on, my d-ck then get ignored
b-tch i’m too high i can’t fuck a b-tch hardcore
pushing that straight all up lake shore
crossing the plug like a chessboard
she knew what it was when i met up, my jeans cost a rack they don’t make it no better
b-tch i came from the gutter ain’t fixing your gutter i show up with tools and a letter
foenem kidnap your brother might kidnap your mother i swear to god all for that cheddar
and you know that i’m all about my money b-tch
take my money your face get a hundred clip
and it’s gang in this b-tch if you ain’t know it
can’t have a heat in that b-tch then we ain’t going

- cdot honcho lyrics

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