[Hook] They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me But you know But you know But you know But you know [Verse 1] Low profile Three females in my iPhone 6 Album full of naked pics Take a pick Whitney, Maria, and Trish I don't care what they gotta say That's my b**h When you see her I hope you know that's my b**h Sleeping on the floor Dreaming of getting rich Me and Mose Used to go half on a nick Nowadays we be smoking Out the whole zip Nowadays I've been mixing Percs with the xans Cashing Hilfiger checks In Ralph Lauren sweatpants My ex girl asking for one more chance But I'm just focused on these bands I'm sending b**hes to Miami I need a b**h that look like Tammy I need a white picket fence And a crib for my family A white wall For my plaques and my Grammys [Hook] They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me But you know But you know But you know But you know [Verse 2] I used to dance with the devil Now I'm f**ing the dancer Her birthday pa**ed She a Cancer She hit my line I ain't answer Now she looking for the answer I'm just trying to get my bands up If I need some work Hit my mans up Money older than my grandpa I'm out late I'm a vampire ColdGame That's the empire In the daytime or the nighttime I f**ed a b**h 'til she real tired Stay talking sh** Now she real quiet Smoking on gas It's that real fire I hang with the k**ers and burglars These new n***as making me nervous [Hook] They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me They claiming that they know me But they don't really know me But you know But you know But you know But you know