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WEDONTKNOWSHIT Video (MV)




Performed By: $morey
Language: English
Length: 1:05
Written by: Michael Morris, Morey M




$morey - WEDONTKNOWSHIT Lyrics
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Yuh, I just ran me up a band and a half
I'ma get that bag
F*ck what you sayin' girl, f*ck what we had
You switchin' up but the bag got my back
I'ma make you mad, watch!
Bitch tryna touch my crotch
I got way too many bands, can't feel my pockets
I see the plug comment on my song
I know he just a bitch and he mad we robbed him
We in that fast lane past yo Honda
Trackhawk burn you like hot sauna
I'm with the gang you don't want no problem
Ima tweak off the drugs my head gon' throttle
You do not care, bitch I don't give a f*ck
I'm off the drugs I been up
Tweak like a fiend I been so booted up
My bitch so bad I might lick out her butt
I'm at the bank countin' bucks
I'm feeling hazed when I pour that drank up
Bitch you don't 'bout funds
I'm laughing every time I f*ck the bank up
I f*ck that bitch and her face up
I'm off the drugs I ain't ate nun
Old plug mad we tazed him
Now he on he on my page as a hater
But I don't give a f*ck I won't say nun
Real vet, I been packin' a ray gun
Too high in my bed when I lay up
Take too many drugs I won't wake up
Bitch I'm f*cked out my mind now my day gone
T1 at the top put the gang on
I'ma lean on the drop, better hang on
(I could never fall)
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Yuh, I just ran me up a band and a half
I'ma get that bag
F*ck what you sayin' girl, f*ck what we had
You switchin' up but the bag got my back
I'ma make you mad, watch!
Bitch tryna touch my crotch
I got way too many bands, can't feel my pockets
I see the plug comment on my song
I know he just a bitch and he mad we robbed him
We in that fast lane past yo Honda
Trackhawk burn you like hot sauna
I'm with the gang you don't want no problem
Ima tweak off the drugs my head gon' throttle
You do not care, bitch I don't give a f*ck
I'm off the drugs I been up
Tweak like a fiend I been so booted up
My bitch so bad I might lick out her butt
I'm at the bank countin' bucks
I'm feeling hazed when I pour that drank up
Bitch you don't 'bout funds
I'm laughing every time I f*ck the bank up
I f*ck that bitch and her face up
I'm off the drugs I ain't ate nun
Old plug mad we tazed him
Now he on he on my page as a hater
But I don't give a f*ck I won't say nun
Real vet, I been packin' a ray gun
Too high in my bed when I lay up
Take too many drugs I won't wake up
Bitch I'm f*cked out my mind now my day gone
T1 at the top put the gang on
I'ma lean on the drop, better hang on
(I could never fall)
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Writer: Michael Morris, Morey M
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