AceTrouble - I Don't Know

Yeah
I don't know what the fuck niggas be thinking
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Who the fuck told y'all
We can't hold y'all
Get you whacked with a phone call
And a sawn off
Take his bitch
Cut his bitch off
She made my dick soft
Bitch, get off
30 Rounds no stick talk
I don't know
Who the fuck told y'all
We can't hold y'all
Get you whacked with a phone call
And a sawn off
Take his bitch
Cut his bitch off
She made my dick soft
Bitch, get off
30 Rounds no stick talk
Little nigga big mad
Know (No) he big soft
Hit his bitch raw
She said I last too long
I ain't even off the erk, yet
Put back on your thong
I ain't even make it hurt, yet
She said, "Now that's wrong"
Baby please quiet down
Lemme get back to the song
Blowing paper like Konan
I destroy her (Destroyer) like Ronan
Bad foreign chick, got it poking
Pop a addy just to focus
Harry Potter with the stick
When you see that, we ain't cloaking
Your eyes start closing
Before you even notice
Fuck around
With no fuck arounds
Getting buck now
They find you underground
Niggas know it's that nigga ace
The nigga that your bitch want to taste
Fuck around and I might fuck your bitch
But if I fuck your bitch she going change her name
Fuck around and I do not play
I might stay and we procreate
Spoon fed ass niggas
I see red and I gas niggas
Wait til' I catch niggas
Incorrect hypothesis and shit
Bet I'll wreck when I pop with this shit
I gotta glock with a dick
Ready to drop with this shit
I don't know
Who the fuck told y'all
We can't hold y'all
Get you whacked with a phone call
And a sawn off
Take his bitch
Cut his bitch off
She made my dick soft
Bitch, get off
30 Rounds no stick talk
I don't know
Who the fuck told y'all
We can't hold y'all
Get you whacked with a phone call
And a sawn off
Take his bitch
Cut his bitch off
She made my dick soft
Bitch, get off
30 Rounds no stick talk
I don't know what a nigga be thinking
That big chop have him singing
Counting me out
I count on ya doubt
Past 10
I roll up and I roll out
Let's go now
She get straight ace
She on a roll now (Honor roll)
Shawty got to skate
When I roll, bounce
I speed up
As she slow down
That's goat talk I'm a animal
Let's go dawg, she a fan of yo
She want cock (Yerr) for the span of yo (Cockerspaniel)
I'm like rock lee mixed with rocky
You try to rock me, I get cocky
Imma probably body, if they watch me in the lobby like a alley uh
Talley when they tag me but you cross me like five
And I arrive
You won't live
But I'm a dip n shit
On some different shit
Put me off
Pull the meat out
Let it defrost
She top me after a free fall
She like sea salt, let her see saw
Fuck her in her ear so she can come listen
Come wit this
I'm on your ass
You on my shitlist
I know you get it
So I don't know and I don't care
I climb on top and let them stare (Stair)

Written by:
Alexander Bateman

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