Rodd Zilla - Idk Him
Please believe me this shit too easyName a nigga breathing that can beat me
That bitch say she don't like me but she need me
Hadda tell em this shit easy
Now who is that I don't know him
Think we playing and ima show him
I been trying change my ways
Might just bring out the old him
"Yo who tf is that yo"
"Chill bro he ain't on nothing yo"
"Nah man I wan see wtf he talking about man he look bakey yo"
"Yo chill bro chill"
"Ared Rodd go tf back to what you was saying yo fuck it"
Keep it simple ima stick to the basic
Inna field I hadda tie up my laces
And we ready for whatever occasion
Yea we ready for whatever
Dreamed about it now it's time to go chase it
Ain't nomore time being wasted
And I'm on ya girl playlist
Off the Rip probably her favorite look
And I get bag fr fr
But I don't like to show it
I don't want attention I know they going listen nigga try to snake me bro going blow em
It ain't no competition im the nicest in it
Dey ain't believe in me Ima show em
I hadda stop bull shitting 23 on niggas Like Micheal Jordan
And most of my boys doing hard time
But the others ones on the frontline
Dey on go when it's smoke inna crunch time
Cause they shooting like klay inna clutch time
I remember we packing at lunch time
You pull up n get served like da lunch line
Dey be singing and rapping my punchlines
You going play about yours but I want mine
Come around then we looking like who is you
We don't know you then we straight get to fluting you
Put bro on em den he get to abusing you
Do really wanna know what we do to you
Come here shorty make em hop out the whip
We smack em up n make em move quick
Nigga bet not act stupid
Swear to god ima lose it ughh
Who is that i don't know him
Think I'm playing and ima show him
I been trying change my ways
Might just bring out the old him
I call bro and he a smoke him
So just watch how you approach him
Matter fact don't get close to him
I ain't stopping till I run up a M
Who is that i don't know him
Think I'm playing and ima show him
I been trying change my ways
Might just bring out the old him
I call bro and he a smoke him
So just watch how you approach him
Matter fact don't get close to him
I ain't stopping till I run up a M
Written by:
Jerodd Bayne
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