Letra de IDK - Clavish

(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)

(R14)

Look, yo

Next drop we get, we gotta drop it, fuck this tit-for-tattin'

She's unemployed, but got a talent, suckin' dick in traffic

The trigger sensitive, might go off even if you tap it

It turns her on when I'm behind, I grab her hair and drag it

Got more than couple bitches stressin' me

My users never listen when I tell them, "Don't be textin' me"

Beatin' 'round the bush, I know you just wanna have sex with me

When I was broke, I had no hope, and now she's got interest in me

Need someone's mumzy tearin' up

I spend way too much Rondos on Dior and I don't wear enough

You've been trappin' for ten years and you still ain't on no squarin' up

My shooters in the party, piss me off and watch 'em air it up

Right or wrong, he doesn't care, so fair enough

Your music call the T-house, I got clientele

My youngin might just take your watch, he don't know how to buy and sell

DIY, I DIM the worker, hit the line myself, I don't know

Who's really got me? I guess time will tell, I don't know

One time I thought 'bout dickin' down a paigon ho

Next time I'm in Dubai, not gonna lie, I'm doin' eight and O

Told my jeweller, "Keep the white, I'll add some more and take the rose"

I flick her in the club and change my mind and then not take her home

She ask me, "Why?" I don't know

Police askin' questions 'bout some firearms, but I don't know

AP or the Skelly, 'cause I like them both, I don't know

How comes you never rid back when I bopped you? Don't say, "I don't know"

She said, "What do you want from me?" but I don't know

If you're talkin' opp block, you can't say that I don't go

This song ain't for the radio, you think you know my ratio

Them diamonds in your watch are trash, don't bring that bust down next to mine

If my hitter goes to jail, you already know who's next in line

If I never hit, she wouldn't press out when I press, "Decline"

I've only got a couple guys from the number next to five

NXM **** slipped, probably be the next to die

Have his mummy wishin' she went back in time and gave her son a better life

On God, got love for all my niggas, but I watch my homies

You say you're real, I've heard that hella times, you gotta show me

And when I put my knife in him, felt like I won a trophy

I'm from the 6, I bought my gun before I copped a Rollie

Industry, but I'm still in the streets

And when the beef be cookin', fuck his block, I'm at his front door like it's trick-or-treat

Stop tryna argue, give me jaw, that's what a nigga needs

Can't even go higher without S makin' a nigga bleed

One time I thought 'bout dickin' down a paigon ho

Next time I'm in Dubai, not gonna lie, I'm doin' eight and O

Told my jeweller, "Keep the white, I'll add some more and take the rose"

I flick her in the club and change my mind and then not take her home

She ask me, "Why?" I don't know

Police askin' questions 'bout some firearms, but I don't know

AP or the Skelly, 'cause I like them both, I don't know

How comes you never rid back when I bopped you? Don't say, "I don't know"

She said, "What do you want from me?" but I don't know

(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)

(R14)

¿Te encanta la letra de IDK? ¡Compártela con tus amigos!