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I don´t know you, nigga I don´t know you, nigga I don´t know you, nigga You definitely not in my family, family I don´t know you, nigga, c´mon I don´t know you, nigga, c´mon I don´t know these niggas They definitely not in my family, family
Bitch, you actin´ nosy You actin´ like the police
You actin´ like you know me You just know these songs, uh You just know these videos You don´t know my mom, uh You ain´t got my telephone number Unless that nigga leak it, uh I don´t fuck fans, if they say so, don´t believe it, uh Yeah, I love my fans, but they´d kill me if they can
I don´t know you, nigga I don´t know you, nigga I don´t know you, nigga You definitely not in my family, family I don´t know you, nigga, c´mon I don´t know you, nigga, c´mon I don´t know these niggas