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Intro:
            

                
Record man play my song on the radio
        
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
         
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
      
And I swear too much on the regular
        
We gon' let them hits fly, we gon' let it go
      
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
       
I just won a new award for a kids show
         
Talkin' 'bout a face numbin' off a bag of blow

                                   
I'm like goddamn bitch, I am not a Teen Choice

 Goddamn bitch, I am not a bleach boy

 Whip game, make a nigga understand though

 Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
                                 
 Hit the gas so hard make it rotate (rotate)
                                      
All my niggas blew up like a propane (propane)

All these R&B niggas be so lame

 Got a sweet Asian chick, 
                             
she go low mane (lo Mein, oh, oh, oh)
             
You know me (know me, na, na, na, na, na)
             
You know me (know me, know me, oh, oh, oh)
             
You know me (know me, know me, na, na, na, na, na)
               
Every time you try to forget who I am
              
I'll be right there to remind you again
             
You know me (know me, pow, pow)
             
You know me (know me, oh, yeah)

     
Said I'm just tryna swim in somethin' 

wetter than the ocean

Faded off a double cup, I'm mixin' up the potion

All I wanna do is make that money 

and make dope shit

It just seem like niggas tryna sound 

like all my old shit

Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me

Platinum off a mixtape, sippin' on that codeine

Pour it in my trophies, rollin' 'til my nose bleed

I'ma keep on singin' while I'm burnin' up that OG

All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
       
Rock a chain around they neck, 

makin' sure I'm gettin' home
       
When I travel 'round the globe, 

make a couple mil' a show
      
And I come back to my city, 

I fuck every girl I know
        
Used to walk around with a slouch, 

had a mattress on the floor
       
Now my shit straight

Eatin' all day, tryna lose weight

 That good sex, we'll sweat it out
      
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out

I ain't gotta tell you 'cause

    
You know me (oh, oh, oh)
             
You know me (know me, na, na, na, na, na)
             
You know me (know me, know me, oh, oh, oh)
             
You know me (know me, know me na, na, na, na, na)
               
Every time you try to forget who I am 

(try to forget who I am)
              
I'll be right there to remind you again (hey)
             
You know me (know me, pow, pow)
             
You know me (know me, know me)
              
Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
                       
For the Don, don't you break nothin', 

break nothin'
                     
Baby girl, won't you work somethin', 

work somethin'
                       
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', 

hurt nothin'
                     
Baby girl, won't you shake somethin', 

shake somethin'
                       
For the Don, don't you break nothin', 

break nothin' (break)
                     
Baby girl, won't you work somethin', 

work somethin' (work)
                       
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', 

hurt nothin'
                     
'Cause you know me, they know me
                      
You are a no-man, yeah, you know man
                            
 Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na...
                            
 Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na...

## Credits

Autori: MCKINNEY MARTIN DANIEL, NICKERSON EMMANUEL EUGENE, QUENNEVILLE JASON MATTHEW, TESFAYE ABEL, WALTER HENRY RUSSELL, WIGGINS DYLAN Copyright: © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC CORP, KOBALT SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING, PEERMUSIC, SONY MUSIC PUBLISHING