[Lyric] Sum U Didn’t Know (Drakeo the Ruler)

[Chorus]
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody (Thank You Fizzle)
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody

[Verse 1]
My new best friend is Pippy Longstocking
And he don't really like Foamposites
He don't really do the long typing
And he look good with diamond gold watches
Let a nigga reach, we gon' put him in a blendеr
We gon' do his mama house like it's Dеcember
We at Leonardo's, I just slayed Master Splinter
That's for all that wanna be a fake member
The last nigga got K'd, you remember
We just made a small beef tray, chicken tenders
I swear you niggas make this shit too easy for me
For three fifty, I'll put some Yeezys on you
[Chorus]
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody

[Verse 2]
Bro, who made that watch? That's a nobody
See the glitter and the glare, that's for sure Ramy
This a double R, we for sure got it
The chop singing like a soap opera
You for Instagram, you don't want no problems
'Cause if we seen your son, we gon' for sure drop him
Slidin' in the coupe, I ain't got no conscience
You know who in this car, we gon' for sure drop you
We don't do well with the sneak dissin', bitch
Hop out on a show like Chief Keef with them sticks
What's up with your mans with this beepin' and shit?
She gon' let us all fuck, just keep beatin' the bitch

[Chorus]
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, I shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
Let me tell you somethin' you don't know 'bout me
Two mops, bitch, I'm chrome hearted
Tear the club up, we shot up both parties
Man, your nigga, he's a nobody
[Outro]
Man, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Yeah, nigga, your nigga's a nobody, nigga
Alright? Nobody cares, nigga
We don't give a fuck about none of that shit, nigga
Nigga, like I said— nigga
Nigga throw a hundred in here and walk off
They'll go crazy
Stop playin' with us
You know the truth