Travis Porter - You Don't Know Bout It lyrics

[Pre-Hook:] Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know bout dat Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know bout Saks These n***as ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin no sack Them n***as don't know bout dis, them boys don't know bout that [Hook:] Hey... You don't know bout it [x3] Tell me what ya know bout that You don't kno nothing [x3] Tell me what ya know about that [Verse 1: Strap] Young n***a you don't know about this, young n***a you don't know about that Spend a couple racks at Saks, do a track get it right back n***a you don't know nothing bout nothing, that gas I put in my blunt Smoke a zip, take a sip, pull up, n***a I'm stuntin Hop out, looking like money, y'all broke n***as just too funny Can't even count up six hundred, that's a shame you a God damn dummy Boy you know you ain't holden no stacks, boy you know you ain't holden no strap Boy you know you ain't been in no trap, everybody know Strap [Pre-Hook:] Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know bout dat Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know bout Saks These n***as ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin no sack Them n***as don't know bout dis, them boys don't know bout that [Hook:] Hey... You don't know bout it [x3] Tell me what ya know bout that You don't kno nothing [x3] Tell me what ya know about that [Verse 2: Ali] Exspensive jordans and belts, I get my gucci from Phipps Exclusive tires on the whip, they say I'm feelin myself I'm all in the vip, I give the waitress a tip Then I withdraw a hundred thousand and spend it all on myself

My b**h is thicker than milk, but they short as my sleeves I've got b**hes in Africa, I be all over-seas Ain't no twenties in my pocket, all I keep is some g's I'm a young n***a gettin it boy, who f**in with Li [Pre-Hook:] Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know bout dat Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know bout Saks These n***as ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin no sack Them n***as don't know bout dis, them boys don't know bout that [Hook:] Hey... You don't know bout it [x3] Tell me what ya know bout that You don't kno nothing [x3] Tell me what ya know about that [Verse 3: Quez] Every car I'm in I'm in the back seat, And I just tell them where to go just like a taxi And I keep goons if you n***as try attack me, And they just pull they pistols out, you n***as run like a track meet But I'm always working, you can catch me Phipps plaza splurgin So much sh**, it filled up the excursion Tried to take my b**h, too bad she said she was a virgin Meanwhile I'm with yo b**h behind the curtain, what you know bout that [Pre-Hook:] Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know bout dat Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know bout Saks These n***as ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin no sack Them n***as don't know bout dis, them boys don't know bout that [Hook:] Hey... You don't know bout it [x3] Tell me what ya know bout that You don't kno nothing [x3] Tell me what ya know about that