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Idk You
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Idk You was released on December 26, 2025 by Cegular Records as a part of the album I Been Still Dealing With My Pain
December 26, 2025
LabelCegular Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM75
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Uh, uh, uh
All these bitch-ass **** in my face
I don't fuck with none of y'all bitch-ass **** (Ayy, I don't fuck with none of y'all ****)
But you tryna ride my wave
But this ship sailed, bitch-ass ****
Yeah
Let's go, let's go (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Who the fuck these ****? Who the fuck these bitches? I don't know these people
And I shoot that glizzy with my **** 'cause I know he with me
All about my gang, let off some flame, we burn a whole building
He got hit, lookin' like, "Who shot ya?"
Lil' boy out here thinkin' with his dick and then they gotcha
Reggae music in that fuckin' box, we slide with rasta
Bad Italian bitch gon' slurp my dick up like meat pasta
Told that ho I'm with my bitch right now, so please don't bother
[Verse 1]
This bitch suck my dick without consent, but I ain't stop her
She call me her daddy, she grew up with no father
Say she fucked up shit, no, you ain't mean it, that's your problem
Pills and weed the only thing I need to solve these problems
You know me, I keep shit too street, I'm 'bout that dollar
Now you mad I fuck with shorty, when I wanted you, made it seem ain't for you
Not to mention you ungrateful, all that you act like I ain't did for you
Try to explain your side, your words twisted like a coil
Who the fuck these new faces? I don't know you
Tried to compromise and give it time, but you don't give a fuck about what I been through
You say I'm actin' funny 'cause I'm gettin' distant
I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna vent
Four **** pull up, then **** hop out, them shots hit the backseat, didn't know what to do
See the **** on the ground like damn, he don't know what to do
**** declare that smoke, then he got smoked up like some bamboo
Thot bitch let me and my **** fuck like she in Scandal (She in Scandal, ayy)
That fuck **** played, I'ma get him handled
Yeah, catch a body, don't catch that bitch on camera
Outside late night by myself, he try, I'll blam him
They try to do the shit I do, but it won't last long
Miss OT, man, I wish Heaven had a dial tone
[Chorus]
Who the fuck these ****? Who the fuck these bitches? I don't know these people
And I shoot that glizzy with my **** 'cause I know he with me
All about my gang, let off some flame, we burn a whole building
He got hit, lookin' like, "Who shot ya?"
Lil' boy out here thinkin' with his dick and then they gotcha
Reggae music in that fuckin' box, we slide with rasta
Bad Italian bitch gon' slurp my dick up like meat pasta
Told that ho I'm with my bitch right now, so please don't bother
Written by: Babystaydown
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