Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ion Know Nothing, artist - Drakeo The Ruler.
Date of issue: 12.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ion Know Nothing |
Clown ass niggas, I peep all them subs and all that |
Niggas can’t fuck with me nigga, I do this |
I am this shit nigga |
And don’t be commentin' on my pictures, I don’t know you niggas |
Pippi Longstocking, huggin' on my denim |
All up in my business, 'bout to take the beetle |
Call me Mr. Whiskers, the flu flamming champion |
Bitch, I am the Ruler, back splittin' medullas |
Medusa, I stone him if he Judas, he stupid |
Think he finna book me, I am not one of these losers |
The kamikaze doors when I’m hoppin' out with two TECs |
Ooh, damn, flu flam, nigga think he too tough |
Klu Klux, quick to hang a nigga for my Luther |
All these niggas know me, Mr. Big Bank Buddah |
Or Mr. Big Banc Uchie |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no killers |
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business |
These niggas eyeballin', I’m assumin' they offended |
The Grinch that stole Christmas |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no killers |
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business |
These niggas eyeballin', I’m assumin' they offended |
The Grinch that stole Christmas |
Pussy nigga you disgust me, please don’t discuss me |
Baby bottle when I’m fussy, ten bands off of musty |
I ain’t talkin' 'bout the song |
I be sendin' ten packs every week of that strong |
Get 'em in, get 'em gone, don’t be playin' on my phone |
Eight-balls eyeballed, and I serve 'em all night long |
Poured a four of the pint 'cause the deuce wasn’t strong |
I don’t go back and forth, bitch this ain’t ping and pong |
I don’t know Nathan about nothin' |
But I know every nigga with me gon' be bustin' |
I ain’t fightin', I ain’t fussin' |
We ain’t talkin', bitch we fuckin' |
Then you dippin', we ain’t cuffin' |
You be sippin' Robitussin |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no killers |
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business |
These niggas eyeballin', I’m assumin' they offended |
The Grinch that stole Christmas |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no killers |
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business |
These niggas eyeballin', I’m assumin' they offended |
The Grinch that stole Christmas |
Like I was saying, I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders or no killers |
Like keep my name out your mouth, I don’t know you niggas |
Like for real these niggas run they mouth like |
I’m talkin' like crazy shit, I’m like I don’t know now nothin' 'bout no murders, |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout no killers |
The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business |
For real, shit |
Anyway through the work, 'cause is for real, I cannot have or, have access to |
firearms or some shit like that |
So I don’t know nothin' 'bout no murders |
Stop asking me, I don’t know your homie, uh, bitch |
Keep my name out your mouth |
And just listen to the tape though |
And I don’t know you niggas |
I really don’t, like |
They done found the red, it was over here |
I found it |