G-therz - IDKU (feat. Ross Sauce)

See, the devil you know is better than the devil you don't
G-G-G-therz
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like I'm 'posed to (Huh)
But bitch I don't know you (Uh)
I said bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like 'em hoes do (Huh)
There ain't shit that I owe you (Uh)
'Cause bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Bring 'em out, I'm an urban legend
Like T.I.P. but you don't know me (Ha)
I'm in all black like the Gravediggaz (Yeah)
But this ain't no funeral piece (Kill 'em)
Bitch please keep my name out ya mouth (Ho)
I see you move a slow creep (Shh)
I know you couldn't do it low key
'Cause you follow me like you'se the police (ACAB)
I'm no gangsta, thug killer, or a drug dealer (Wooh)
Not a vulture in the game for just skrilla
Just a fat cool kid who likes rap music and acts stupid
Man fuck filters (Ooh)
I'm bitter in style, spitting it wild, that's my product to sell
You're sniffin' around, bitchin' about that I'm rotten as hell (Damn)
That's the type of bullshit I got in the 'Del
Joke's on you bitch, I ain't coppin' the L
Catch me outside, bitches glare at me (True)
I'm aware of these hoes' disparity (Ooh)
My vulgarity made 'em scared of me (Oof)
And don't blame it on the popularity (Yeah)
A nobody or superstar, I don't care who ya are
I can't stop it, I'm damn honest to a fault (Yeah)
It's not that I'm treating you like a booty call (Brrr)
Bitch it's 'cause I don't fucking know you at all
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like I'm 'posed to (Huh)
But bitch I don't know you (Uh)
I said bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like 'em hoes do (Huh)
There ain't shit that I owe you (Uh)
'Cause bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
'Cause bitch I don't know you, actin' like I'm supposed to
Bring it back to old school, fresh air, O2
Super cool, brand new, life's a beach, Malibu
Sippin' drink, yahoo, I'm waitin' for my breakthrough
Big screen preview, that'll be my debut
Sittin' at 2-2 Rockstar Avenue
Doin' what I wanna do, goin' where I wanna go
Being who I wanna be, money back guarantee (Cha-ching)
Don't blink or you miss it
I move quick and my eyes move quicker
Man I'm on a rollercoaster and I couldn't be sicker
All I hear is bicker bicker as my stacks are gettin' thicker
Hittin' 3 after 3, I ain't talkin' 'bout a kicker (Swish)
Yeah, your boy's gettin' slicker
Am I really this hungry or do I need a Snicker
Like damn (Damn)
Or maybe just some liquor (Let me get a bottle)
'Cause I'm loose and I'm focused (Focused)
Overdosed on hopeness (Hopeness)
Take after take, my life's a movie
Cameras in focus
Memory faded (Faded)
My mind's overrated (Overrated)
Can I ask you a question (Question)
Are you now devastated
'Cause
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like I'm 'posed to (Huh)
But bitch I don't know you (Uh)
I said bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Bitch I don't know you (Huh)
You're acting like 'em hoes do (Huh)
There ain't shit that I owe you (Uh)
'Cause bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Not saying all women are bitches
But then again not all bitches are women

Written by:
Erik Kattermann, Rye Guether

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