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Drakeo The Ruler - "They Don't Know You" feat. Ralfy The Plug (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
Vocals
Ralfy the Plug
Ralfy the Plug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
Songwriter
Devante Caldwell
Devante Caldwell
Songwriter
Michael Brendan O'Brien
Michael Brendan O'Brien
Songwriter
Navin Upamaka
Navin Upamaka
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
12Hunna
12Hunna
Producer
Navin Upamaka
Navin Upamaka
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

A five in a twenty ounce mud, got a sale I caught it Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you I keep an acronym, better watch who you approaching Damn why you do 'em so cold, shit I think it was a cold in Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, them ain't none of your friends It's money calling, bitch go and make you some new friends It's diamonds on my neck, they hit the light, they do the dance Don't run up on me, boy that Glock forty do not jam Benjamin, Jackson, or Grant don't even know you Niggas love to rap 'cause they can boost 'bout shit on Pro Tools A five in a twenty ounce mud, got a sale I caught it Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you I keep an acronym, better watch who you approaching Damn why you do 'em so cold, shit I think it was a cold in Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Nigga they don't even know you All that flexing on Pro Tools Bitch you know it's the motive Bitch I'm holding a hundred F&N what I'm holding I done paid off my offer Flu flamm with a stocking With my jewels in the moshpit Pippi Longstocking damn, all of my friends are dead Benjamin Franklin, I'm tryna beat the feds Lil bitch I don't fuck for free, but you can give me head Big Banc Uchies in my hand, you want me cut the check A five in a twenty ounce mud, got a sale I caught it Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you I keep an acronym, better watch who you approaching Damn why you do 'em so cold, shit I think it was a cold in Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know you Talkin' about all this money and all that nigga Let me see some nigga, like nigga What you talkin' 'bout nigga I said like Benjamin Franklin, nigga they don't even know They don't know you nigga, like, like like Like it on some Javar shit, like all, all on a jewelry like All these fucking diamonds, I'm like And they like like, where your ex? Tell them like, that nigga said What that nigga say? oh, okay, okay Benjamin Franklin, them ain't none of your friends, bomb
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Darrell Wayne Caldwell, Michael Brendan O Brien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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