Nothin About Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Doe B]
Why these n*ggas flexin on Instagram?
In the kitchen, whippin up instant grams
Got big [?], got fish and yams
I'm in the Chevy, but I ride it like it's a Lamb
I've been balling so hard, my wrist done jammed
My sneakers squeaked, I done killed them again
My Jesus pieces got [?] in them
Different color diamonds, like f*ck I'm shining
All I f*ck is quarters, I don't f*ck with dimes
Going flip mode like Busta Rhymes
Flip bricks though, I might bust a rhyme
[?] payed for my studio time
b*tch give a n*gga brain, let me tooter your mind
b*tch get up out my lane, this the newest sh*t I [?]
[?] to the top
Damb I blew up on they ass, I done defeated the odds
f*cked your b*tch one time, got the key to the house
You don't even know it, I got keys in your house
I'm a dog ass n*gga, left flees in your house
Ungreatful ass ho, I'll skeet in your mouth
Pour Champagne on that b*tch [?]
[?] let my n*gga [?]
n*ggas looking p*ssed off, cause I'm really the sh*t
But I set this b*tch off like Billy The Kid
[Chorus: Doe B]
Better ask these n*ggas bout me
Better ask these b*tches bout me
Better ask these n*ggas bout me
Better ask these b*tches bout me
Cause n*gga, you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me

[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
I'm the one from Texas, young Truth is trill
What the f*ck you heard? b*tch I'm a king for real
Bought a new [?] call it over the hill
See n*ggas [?] tryna get him a meal
Sitting in my Lamborgini [?] doozy
All I do is get money [?] losing
Get your ass up in a jam, like you playing with Uzis
Your ass in hot water, like you in a Jacuzi
sh*t don't stop, sitting on top
Hustle Gang, n*gga just raised my stock
Don't [?] all these n*ggas do rocks
Pop your sh*t, all [?] do Glocks
In the kitchen, how I pay for the keys
In an all blue Auti [?]
[?] never play with the [?]
I put it all up in the stash I got from [?]
[Verse 3: T.I.]
n*gga, you ain't really talkin bout sh*t
If you ain't talking bout money [?]
[?] to the ground
Somebody hold them up for me
Any place in the A you can name, I run it
You pus*y n*ggas want something?
Any day we can pull up where you [?]
[?] you can tell them I done it
Sucker n*gga runnin off at the mouth like a [?]
Before I run up in your house, drop a hundred or 2
You ever see me with the burner in my hand, I blast it
[?] 50 K high fashion
[?] half a mill
[?] came a long way from [?]
[?] hating [?] get wacked low key
You better ask bout me


[Chorus: Doe B]
Better ask these n*ggas bout me
Better ask these b*tches bout me
Better ask these n*ggas bout me
Better ask these b*tches bout me
Cause n*gga, you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me
n*gga you don't know nothin bout me