Don’t Know

Lyrics

[Verse 1] While they was struggling on one I made two or should I say three It's easy for me AON, PYP and FT I just glide to the bass and make CDs I've got grime fans catting out like fiends I've got fiends catting out like grime fans And I've got both that want Blue Battlefield CDs and a gram It's way too real what I spit Man think that it can't be real How this likkle yout ain't been killed Touch wood on the handle of my steel I said I touch wood on the handle of my steel I'll smash man's head off the wheel Beep, how does interior feel? You interior squeal, you can get squashed [Chorus] You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack Yeah, you don't know about that Trap all day, you don't know about that Out here getting this scrilla, you don't know about that Shots go boom, you don't know about that This year, I want more, you don't know about that Aim and bang, you don't know about that That, that, that Westlife, not west coast, you don't know about that [Verse 2] You don't know What it gets like Laid out in the rain, no mud gutter Man ah get cold wet batty from on a pushbike Man ah weren't tricking on no half pipe I was getting sales from left to right I was getting shots from Adam and Ry New to the game, no choice but try Chilling in the trap house feeling hype So I got fresh air when I linked that guy Don't move bait but not too sly Cause the floor's got ears and the wall's got eyes Wherever there's shit, it will attract flies So know how you're moving, get streetwise If you don't know about that When you get locked up, you will realise [Chorus] You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack Yeah, you don't know about that Trap all day, you don't know about that Out here getting this scrilla, you don't know about that Shots go boom, you don't know about that This year, I want more, you don't know about that Aim and bang, you don't know about that That, that, that Westlife, not west coast, you don't know about that [Verse 3] Media wanna hate me like Balotelli Don't wanna see my boat on the telly But they can't stop me, I'm always ready I pray for the opps cuh I've got a big semi Gyal ah had a big butt, but it was smelly And she had a big belly I weren't on any Got a darkskin slim ting, me and her steady I've got my mojo back Never lost it, what'd you mean, get it back? Hold tight Ego, that's my brudda And hold tight Faze cuh that's my akh Always peak, FT on track When the big ting's on my waist, trust, I don't lack I spend money, I get it back You spend your money on gyal and 'gnac You spend your money on, money on qualude You're soon gonna be on shit and crack You've got a rich mummy, you're so ungrateful Me? I came from the gutter and stacked I pray to the devil when I get a loose shot Like "please don't let his phone be tapped" If you ain't out here You won't know about that [Bridge] You don't know about that You don't know about that You don't know about that You don't know about that [Chorus] You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack You don't know about that You can't relate to the real on track That's the only reason you can have You think I'm wack Yeah, you don't know about that Trap all day, you don't know about that Out here getting this scrilla, you don't know about that Shots go boom, you don't know about that This year, I want more, you don't know about that Aim and bang, you don't know about that That, that, that Westlife, not west coast, you don't know about that