Drakeo The Ruler - Sum U Didn’t Know lyrics
[Drakeo The Ruler - Sum U Didn’t Know lyrics]
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
(Thank You Fizzle)
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
My new best friend is Pippy Longstocking
And he don't really like Foamposites
He don't really do the long typing
And he look good with diamond gold watches
Let a nigga reach
We gon' put him in a blendеr
We gon' do his mama house like it's Dеcember
We at Leonardo's
I just slayed Master Splinter
That's for all that wanna be a fake member
The last nigga got K'd, you remember
We just made a small beef tray
Chicken tenders i swear you niggas make this
Shit too easy for me
For three fifty, I'll put some Yeezys on you
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Bro, who made that watch? That's a nobody
See the glitter and the glare
That's for sure Ramy
This a double R, we for sure got it
The chop singing like a soap opera
You for Instagram, you don't want no problems
'Cause if we seen your son
We gon' for sure drop him
Slidin' in the coupe
I ain't got no conscience
You know who in this car
We gon' for sure drop you
We don't do well with the sneak dissin'
Bitch hop out on a show like
Chief Keef with them sticks
What's up with your mans with
This beepin' and shit?
She gon' let us all fuck
Just keep beatin' the bitch
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Man, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Yeah, nigga, your nigga's a nobody, nigga
Alright? Nobody cares, nigga
We don't give a fuck about none of that shit
Nigga nigga, like I said nigga
Nigga throw a hundred in here and walk off
They'll go crazy stop playin' with us
You know the truth
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
(Thank You Fizzle)
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
My new best friend is Pippy Longstocking
And he don't really like Foamposites
He don't really do the long typing
And he look good with diamond gold watches
Let a nigga reach
We gon' put him in a blendеr
We gon' do his mama house like it's Dеcember
We at Leonardo's
I just slayed Master Splinter
That's for all that wanna be a fake member
The last nigga got K'd, you remember
We just made a small beef tray
Chicken tenders i swear you niggas make this
Shit too easy for me
For three fifty, I'll put some Yeezys on you
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Bro, who made that watch? That's a nobody
See the glitter and the glare
That's for sure Ramy
This a double R, we for sure got it
The chop singing like a soap opera
You for Instagram, you don't want no problems
'Cause if we seen your son
We gon' for sure drop him
Slidin' in the coupe
I ain't got no conscience
You know who in this car
We gon' for sure drop you
We don't do well with the sneak dissin'
Bitch hop out on a show like
Chief Keef with them sticks
What's up with your mans with
This beepin' and shit?
She gon' let us all fuck
Just keep beatin' the bitch
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you
Don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Man, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Yeah, nigga, your nigga's a nobody, nigga
Alright? Nobody cares, nigga
We don't give a fuck about none of that shit
Nigga nigga, like I said nigga
Nigga throw a hundred in here and walk off
They'll go crazy stop playin' with us
You know the truth