In Case They Ain't Know

(album: The Local Man - 2015)

You see me smoking out the weed jar
Plenty blunts inside my car
Police pulled me over just because he like the paint job
Pull out my 180 going crazy screaming "who is y'all?"
Pull off in my M-3
Now I don't remember her
Niggas can't keep up so now they mad as fuck
We don't give no fuck
See me smoking while I'm passing y'all
You don't need no lady boy you crazy she might damage ya
I've been through it all
I can only buy my own stuff
She say she like chocolate I'm Willy Wulf Wonka
I'm only 22 with three cars, I feel accomplished
Could'a had five but I ain't found the two I wanted
She hit me like, "Boy I'm lit, Xay I really want ya"
I reply like, "Who is this?" I didn't save the number
We chilling every summer legit without the drama
Pull off with my niggas finna eat, we talking numbers
We plotting for the whole year
They won't see it coming
Hollow Squad heading to the top like we need some air
I swear we don't care
We pull up like we live here
See me switching gears in the mirrors screaming "Who is this?"
Put 'em in a moshpit
Play with me, I take shit
He play slick on me, I pull back up, finna break a bitch
I care 'bout my own clique
It's Hollow Squad or death wish
I don't give no fuck
Let me show I ain't no punk trick
I think I better smoke a Backwood 'fore I flip shit
Komodo was tripping tryna use me for a quick lit
I say "Hell naw," took his money and his main chick
I don't give no fuck 'bout none of you boys or who you came with
I'm steady saying the same shit because you niggas ain't listening
You bitch