Know My Name lyrics

[Verse 1]
What, yeah I’m on n*gga run up
I’m runnin’ with the jim blade in my fitted now
f*ck around with me and get knitted down
So much green can't remember the last time I sh*tted brown
Thirsty n*ggas ain't admitting they bitter sound
Now I’m hungry to show em I’m the hottest f*cking kid around
Show em how it go I dont kid around
f*ck ya crew and label go get a town
And set off and spit around
YMCMB in the bee and pee on ya bean
Why and if I see em tell em I wouldn't wanna be em
Run off gun out, gun off run out
f*ck the what n*gga bring the fun out
Militia gang rap for the dumb out
Try me for a come up
I bet ya n*ggas raps never come out
Smooth drinking swigga with a temper like a flicker
On the itchy finger n*gga pour the liquor on the victim goin

[Hook]
Dont you know my name?
Gunz Militia Pop
Show these little n*ggas I’m not playing games
I’m a pro with the dot I’m a cold n*gga pop
Like cash with the flames
Gunz Militia Pop
Show these little n*ggas I’m not playing games
[Verse 2]
What, b*tch n*gga you ain't saying sh*t
I got business on the block, Amber, Wayne and Nick
If ain't depending on the watch then we made em sick
I knew a witness on the watch who became a vic
Had a wife of a life that became a b*tch
Most my n*ggas lay the bricks so they lay in bricks
Or they laying bricks
I love the south like potato grits
But I bet whatever if you say the knicks
My n*ggas midwest with a plate of fix
Staged up and off the dimes and they making knicks
Caught a jooks by mistake I ain't mean to get em
sh*t, he was the trick he ain’t need to spend em
See me in any whips bet the nina’s in em
Gimme Christinas lips put the p*nis in em
My closet looking like I got a cleaners in em
Ya’ll ain't poppin tommy’s ya’ll are just alotta gleamers with em

[Hook]
Dont you know my name?
Gunz Militia Pop
Show these little n*ggas I’m not playing games
I’m a pro with the dot I’m a cold n*gga pop
Like cash with the flames
Gunz Militia Pop
Show these little n*ggas I’m not playing games