Track Gordy - Don't Kno lyrics

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Track Gordy - Don't Kno lyrics

[Verse 1] She like, “we gon' see each other today?” I'm like, “yeah for sure that” See we duck off and we f** off but nobody know that Got my name saved in her phone as a b**h name Play your cards smart b**h, a super freak like Rick James Quiet, stay low key and f**, we go by them laws I'm hitting her from the rear while she ignore her n***a's calls Ooh she wrong, but who gon' out of cut We smash and we Audi race Shawty erase my calls, erase my texts out her phone She give me Adderall She tell me how she sick of dude I tell her how my b**h trippin' She like he won't let her out the house and she tryna get with me Old square a** n***a Always care a** n***a You the type to beat her up and pull her hair a** n***a I'm the type to smash on her, pull her hair a** n***a After we done I get it fit ‘cause I'm a fair a** n***a [Hook] She don't know my mother She f** with my brothers We just be linking up and f**ing We keep it gutter We f** with no rubber We be on top of covers She got a n***a and I got a b**h We don't tell on each other Nah we ain't together, nah we ain't a couple Don't know what to call it She call my phone like she my main b**h I don't know what to call it Leave from with you and come pull up on me I don't know what to call it When we f** we do our own positions I don't know what to call it [Verse 2] I pick up my phone whenever she call it I don't know what to call it but I f** with shawty She know we gotta keep this sh** here on the low Can't let my b**h know ‘cause I'm stuck with shawty When we be texting she send emojis Water emoji, tongue lick emoji Hit her back with the purple dick emoji I'm like where you at, aye let's get emoji She tell me ‘bout her problems at the house How she with the n***a, she don't love him How he want to but she don't f** him All lovey dovey, tryna cuddle But she don't want that, she want you to f** her rough Like you do a car, tune her up Face down, a** up Smack her on it She want you to toot it up Tellin' me how she really a fan of me She listen to my sh** all day I'm like where you at? she like on my way ‘bout to eat the dick in the car broad day We just f** each other, we don't love each other Feelings, we don't get into ‘em We be coolin' and we be kicking it I don't know what to call what we doin' [Hook] She don't know my mother She f** with my brothers We just be linking up and f**ing We keep it gutter We f** with no rubber We be on top of covers She got a n***a and I got a b**h We don't tell on each other Nah we ain't together, nah we ain't a couple Don't know what to call it She call my phone like she my main b**h I don't know what to call it Leave from what you and come pull up on me I don't know what to call it When we f** we do our own positions I don't know what to call it

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