Ion Know Nothing

(album: Cold Devil - 2017)

[Drakeo the Ruler:]
Clown ass niggas, I peep all them subs and all that
Niggas can't fuck with me nigga, I do this
I am this shit nigga

And don't be commenting on my pictures, I don't know you niggas
Pippi Longstocking, hugging on my denim
All up in my business, 'bout to take the beetle
Call me Mr. Whiskers, the flu flamming champion
Bitch, I am the Ruler, back splitting medullas
Medusa, I stone him if he Judas, he stupid
Think he finna book me, I am not one of these losers
The kamikaze doors when I'm hopping out with two TECs
Ooh, damn, flu flam, nigga think he too tough
Klu Klux, quick to hang a nigga for my Luther
All these niggas know me, Mr. Big Bank Buddah
Or Mr. Big Banc Uchie

I don't know nothing 'bout no murders
I don't know nothing 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
I don't know nothing 'bout no murders
I don't know nothing 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas

[Ohgeesy:]
Pussy nigga you disgust me, please don't discuss me
Baby bottle when I'm fussy, ten bands off of musty
I ain't talking 'bout the song
I be sending ten packs every week of that strong
Get 'em in, get 'em gone, don't be playing on my phone
Eight-balls eyeballed, and I serve 'em all night long
Poured a four of the pint 'cause the deuce wasn't strong
I don't go back and forth, bitch this ain't ping and pong
I don't know Nathan about nothing
But I know every nigga with me gon' be busting
I ain't fighting, I ain't fussing
We ain't talking, bitch we fucking
Then you dipping, we ain't cuffing
You be sipping Robitussin

[Drakeo the Ruler:]
I don't know nothing 'bout no murders
I don't know nothing 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas
I don't know nothing 'bout no murders
I don't know nothing 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended
The Grinch that stole Christmas

Like I was saying, I don't know nothing 'bout no murders or no killers
Like keep my name out your mouth, I don't know you niggas
Like for real these niggas run they mouth like
I'm talking like crazy shit, I'm like I don't know now nothing 'bout no murders, I don't know nothing 'bout no killers
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business
For real, shit
Anyway through the work, 'cause is for real, I cannot have or, have access to firearms or some shit like that
So I don't know nothing 'bout no murders
Stop asking me, I don't know your homie, uh, bitch
Keep my name out your mouth
And just listen to the tape though
And I don't know you niggas
I really don't, like
They done found the red, it was over here
I found it