I Don’t Know

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French Montana

I Don’t Know

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Y'all remember this? Yeah Grease They ain't think we was goin' back in the lab, baby It's been a minute since we last surfed We still here Know it been a lil' minute, though, man, but You been on your shit I been on mine But we here Yeah [Verse 1: Max B] Bigga got game indeed Back a nigga down, Embiid Smack a nigga 'round MCs Please don't squeeze, we smoke trees Got a million in the closet, million I deposit Long as I'm Black, a nigga still a target It's been a minute since I been one of these Bitch broke, got her hand out, nigga still deep Nigga mama on crack Straight bullshit, started out freebase, now I got a full clip Deep dish, street shit Nighty-night, I lеave a nigga sleeping with the fish Got a bitch, she a mami, nеver took advantage Got a nice accent, never spoke Spanish Get a sandwich Hundred K, I'm the shit, the gun spit, nigga, run away Gotta aim for the police Shoot a nigga dead 'cause he Black, a nigga get no sleep Put his ass deep in the fire, heard he did a wire Black double-R Jeep, bulletproof tires Leather blazer, Jets, not Raiders Left with the nigga bitch, hit him with the taser Locked up like a nigga need a razor Bring the bitch to the cliff, I said [Chorus: Max B] I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know [Verse 2: Max B] Now we got many loops, many coupes Double-breast, three-piece suits Know it's niggas that need me to shoot Swoosh, thousand-dollar boots This a flow, never seen it Do it like Mike in the post, double-team it Pickin' shit clean, every night, had an orgy, bedtime story Tell 'em that my baby jealous of my wave Or the money that I made Spread love to my niggas in the street, baby had a big week Let 'em pop tags, buy candy, love it in her fanny Wavy like Katrina, Hurricane Sandy Never will a nigga slip doors like me Get dough, clothes go off, the clothes don't need I'ma take 'em all off, break it all off Nigga shot from the sawed-off, make it all soft Let a nigga try to sound like this, can't do it Smokin' on a big blunt, ride to my music Hit 'em with the shot, can't prove it, move it Fuck around and I lose it Nigga, pick one, bitch, choose it, let me get that Before you put out the blunt, let me hit that Press a button to squeeze, let me sit back Couldn't wait to get it back, I don't know [Chorus: Max B] I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know [Outro: Max B] Baby girl, I don't know what to do, I don't know what came over me She done left her nigga stressed, somebody get a hold of me Like we're trapped in the I-95, 'bout to make a bitch hold a ki' She done threw me for a loop, said somebody get a hold of me

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Credits

Writers
  • Max B
  • French Montana
Producers
  • Dame Grease
Composer
  • Max B
  • French Montana
Mixing Engineer
  • Knice On The Sonics
Mastering Engineer
  • Knice On The Sonics