[Refrain]
I don't like bitch-ass n***as who come around hatin' 'cause that shit weak (Yeah)
Talkin' ain't gon' buy you nothin', if it ain't no paper, then that shit cheap (Let's do it)
I'm the type to show one of these n***as he ain't who he think he is, a n***a sweet (Yeah)
I'm the step-daddy that don't really like it, I'm belt to their ass with the beat, n***a

[Verse 1]
Do my lil' dance, Glock on my waist
I'm one of them, not finna play
I like a bitch that don't fuck with you n***as
She want you n***as get out of her face
Deebo that n***a, he got in his place
Cheat on that n***a can't handle his bae
She will come herе for the man in the way
I got that yeah in my hand еvery day
At the red light with my hand on the Drac'
It is what it is like Cam'ron and Mase
Her attitude givin' that she really don't fuck with you n***as
Baby girl damn near is gay
Cybertruck outside standin' in the way (Yeah)
Poppin' my shit with my fans
I be out this bitch poppin' my shit with my fans
I appreciate them like I'm right there with them every day (Woo)
I waved around my left hand
I showed them twenty percent of the shit I can do
While I studied the game like a rookie
The whole fuckin' time, I still had my right hand on the play
Baby done playin', the man on the way
Dobbin' your shit, put your hand on my face
Hop out and help me, just stand over there
Parkin' the Phantom, it damn near no space
I shouldn't even drove it, I left it in front of the store
By myself, they know he ain't no ho
I fuck around and don't even lock the door, yeah
Step on these n***as, bitch, it'll be shame on me, I'll stand on their throat, yeah
Come sex with a n***a if you put that thang on me, they don't even gotta know
[Chorus]
They don't even gotta know (Shh)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
That's my Baby
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ride with me, baby, put your hand on my dick
Hop out the Benz' with my hand on my blick
One thing about it, I move how I move
I can't be havin' your hands on my mits
I'ma be right here, man on all ten
Y'all n***as' bitches, don't stand up for shits
Y'all the type n***as to hang with your friends
And talk about n***as, that ain't what this is
Man, fuck all them n***as, ayy, listen, my bae
Come here, tryna get in your face, in your rear (Come here)
They ain't got me no pape', then no deal
I be out on the lake at the crib
Army n***as, I pay to patrol
Plenty rounds when I leave out the door
Zip your mouth, you won't be my lil' ho
Simmer down, they, they don't even gotta know
[Chorus]
They don't even gotta know (Shh)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
They don't even gotta know (Yeah)
That's my Baby
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know
They don't even gotta know

[Refrain]
I don't like bitch-ass n***as who come around hatin' 'cause that shit weak (Yeah)
Talkin' ain't gon' buy you nothin', if it ain't no paper, then that shit cheap (Let's do it)
I'm the type to show one of these n***as he ain't who he think he is, a n***a sweet (Yeah)
I'm the step-daddy that don't really like it, I'm belt to their ass with the beat, n***a