Lyrics Don't Kno - Money Bagg Yo
She
like,
"We
gon′
see
each
other
today?"
I'm
like,
"Yeah
for
sure
that"
See
we
duck
off
and
we
fuck
off
but
nobody
know
that
Got
my
name
saved
in
her
phone
as
a
bitch
name
Play
your
cards
smart
bitch,
a
super
freak
like
Rick
James
Quiet,
stay
low-key
and
fuck,
we
go
by
them
laws
I′m
hitting
her
from
the
rear
while
she
ignore
her
nigga's
calls
Ooh
she
wrong,
but
who
gon'
out
of
cut
We
smash
and
we
Audi
race
Shawty
erase
my
calls,
erase
my
texts
out
her
phone
She
give
me
Adderall
She
tell
me
how
she
sick
of
dude
I
tell
her
how
my
bitch
trippin′
She
like
he
won′t
let
her
out
the
house
and
she
tryna
get
with
me
Old
square
ass
nigga
Always
care
ass
nigga
You
the
type
to
beat
her
up
and
pull
her
hair
ass
nigga
I'm
the
type
to
smash
on
her,
pull
her
hair
ass
nigga
After
we
done,
I
get
it
fit
′cause
I'm
a
fair
ass
nigga
She
don′t
know
my
mother
She
fuck
with
my
brothers
We
just
be
linking
up
and
fucking
We
keep
it
gutter
We
fuck
with
no
rubber
We
be
on
top
of
covers
She
got
a
nigga
and
I
got
a
bitch
We
don't
tell
on
each
other
Nah
we
ain′t
together,
nah
we
ain't
a
couple
Don't
know
what
to
call
it
She
call
my
phone
like
she
my
main
bitch
I
don′t
know
what
to
call
it
Leave
from
with
you
and
come
pull
up
on
me
I
don′t
know
what
to
call
it
When
we
fuck,
we
do
our
own
positions
I
don't
know
what
to
call
it
I
pick
up
my
phone
whenever
she
call
it
I
don′t
know
what
to
call
it
but
I
fuck
with
shawty
She
know
we
gotta
keep
this
shit
here
on
the
low
Can't
let
my
bitch
know
′cause
I'm
stuck
with
shawty
When
we
be
texting
she
send
emojis
Water
emoji,
tongue
lick
emoji
Hit
her
back
with
the
purple
dick
emoji
I′m
like
where
you
at?
Aye
let's
get
emoji
She
tell
me
'bout
her
problems
at
the
house
How
she
with
the
nigga,
she
don′t
love
him
How
he
want
to
but
she
don′t
fuck
him
All
lovey-dovey,
tryna
cuddle
But
she
don't
want
that,
she
want
you
to
fuck
her
rough
Like
you
do
a
car,
tune
her
up
Face
down,
ass
up
Smack
her
on
it
She
want
you
to
toot
it
up
Tellin′
me
how
she
really
a
fan
of
me
She
listen
to
my
shit
all
day
I'm
like
where
you
at?
She
like
on
my
way
′Bout
to
eat
the
dick
in
the
car
broad
day
We
just
fuck
each
other,
we
don't
love
each
other
Feelings,
we
don′t
get
into
'em
We
be
coolin'
and
we
be
kickin′
it
I
don′t
know
what
to
call
what
we
doin'
She
don′t
know
my
mother
She
fuck
with
my
brothers
We
just
be
linking
up
and
fucking
We
keep
it
gutter
We
fuck
with
no
rubber
We
be
on
top
of
covers
She
got
a
nigga
and
I
got
a
bitch
We
don't
tell
on
each
other
Nah
we
ain′t
together,
nah
we
ain't
a
couple
Don′t
know
what
to
call
it
She
call
my
phone
like
she
my
main
bitch
I
don't
know
what
to
call
it
Leave
from
with
you
and
come
pull
up
on
me
I
don't
know
what
to
call
it
When
we
fuck,
we
do
our
own
positions
I
don′t
know
what
to
call
it
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