Don’t Know lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
London on da track, b*tch!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
My newest b*tch say that she got it, ya digg?
Show me your mill, I put my sig in, ya digg?
I want that pus*y, 'cause it's as tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it's as cool as a fridge
Push your top back 'cause I feel like it a wig
I don't know why, I don't why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Graduated from Howard I'm the sh*t no bowel
Beat it up for an hour, she's wet as a shower
Hoppin' out on them cowards with nothing but 'em whoppers
I'm a level 5 goblin
30 deep, all them lil' n*ggas be mobbin'
Have you ever seen a street geek barbarian
R.I.P. Monroe no Marilyn
Give my mama everythin' n*gga, evident
Ayy, I ain't goin' steady, but I'm ready
Let 'em b*tches hit just like your necklace
We got blocks and we treacherous
Take your necklace, you neckless
Please stay outta my section, yeah
Pullin' out that choppa that moment that n*gga get her, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
My newest b*tch say that she got it, ya dig?
Show me your mail, I put my stick in, ya dig?
I want that pus*y, 'cause it's as tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it's as cold as a fridge
Push your top back 'cause I feel like you the wig
I don't know why, I don't why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy, yeah

[Verse 2: Shad Da God]
God, got this gas, blowin' so hard
Call a n*gga shrimp, that's a po'boy
They gon' make us let the windows down on a Rolls-Royce
Hustle hard, I keep that .44, got a di*k
b*tches get round me they sneezin', jewelry game sick
I love mud, I done poured the deuce up so slick
Hop up in my car, now lick and go sit on the stick
Put the marker on 'em n*ggas and see if they real
I'm out in Texas, buyin' pint, keep this sh*t trill
I got ashes droppin' on the Bentley steerin' wheel
Xan got me feel like I'm on a Ferris wheel
They came 'round the neighborhood with that fire paint
He got 'em on drop-top just like a stingray
My n*gga came with 'em bails, that sh*t was green day
I play the star role juggin' like in a screenplay
God
[Chorus: Young Thug]
My newest b*tch say that she got it, ya digg?
Show me your mill, I put my sig in, ya digg?
I want that pus*y, 'cause it's as tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it's as cold as a fridge
Push your top back 'cause I feel like it a wig
I don't know why, I don't why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy, yeah