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I.D.K Video (MV)




Performed By: Syck Brazey
Length: 3:04
Written by: Javorius Scott, Deja Trimble




Syck Brazey - I.D.K Lyrics
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Idk, idk yeah ah
What we on, idk got some weed, i got some lean, i got some doe
What you want? You dont know, i got some weed, i got some lean, i got some hoes
What we on? I dont know got some weed, i got some lean, i got some doe
What u want? You dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some hoes
Fresh from head to toe b****
I'm snatched and your b**** looking at me
Like a snack wrap posted on these n*****
Flexing for the gram hashtag litty to titty
Smoke these n***** like I dab wax
Sipping on that T-Pain halfway through
I sounds like this fell in love with a stripper
Got some head and tipped dipped running
Picking up some dollars screaming aint
Life' a dick candy in my pocket
Hope I didn't pop that Vicodin shorty in my pocket
Told her grab the lighter not my dick
Aiming for the top and I don't care what star
I got to get living just to die so now I understand
Why times a sin they say the Good Die Young
While I'm trying to go old and rich old and lit
What we on?
I don't know got some weed I got some lean I got some doe
What you want you don't know got some weed
I got some lean I got some hoes
What we on?
I don't know got some weed got some lean I got some doe
What you want?
You don't know got some weed I got some lean I got some hoes
Yeah we're smoking on the finest
Sporting designer sipping that hiya
We getting the dough getting the hoes
Give a f*** about y'all chasing that chicken
We penny-pinching kick out the chair you
Willy lynching let out the demon
That's exorcisms heart on my sleeve
Don't match the denim nooo you aint know
Got it wholesale Costco Lock and Load
Till the block explodes turn them Alpo line them
Like the barber leave him faded like the outro
Pop a little Zan I ain't talkin about that white boy
What you want you don't know i dont know
So Money Talks b****
I only hear the freaking cash flow
Grind time grind syck brazey got the mask off
One more dutchy then its back to the cash yall
What we on? I don't know got some weed i got some lean i got some doe
What you want? You dont know got some weed i got some lean i got some hoes
What we on i dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some doe
What you want you dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some hoes
IDK IDK
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Idk, idk yeah ah
What we on, idk got some weed, i got some lean, i got some doe
What you want? You dont know, i got some weed, i got some lean, i got some hoes
What we on? I dont know got some weed, i got some lean, i got some doe
What u want? You dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some hoes
Fresh from head to toe b****
I'm snatched and your b**** looking at me
Like a snack wrap posted on these n*****
Flexing for the gram hashtag litty to titty
Smoke these n***** like I dab wax
Sipping on that T-Pain halfway through
I sounds like this fell in love with a stripper
Got some head and tipped dipped running
Picking up some dollars screaming aint
Life' a dick candy in my pocket
Hope I didn't pop that Vicodin shorty in my pocket
Told her grab the lighter not my dick
Aiming for the top and I don't care what star
I got to get living just to die so now I understand
Why times a sin they say the Good Die Young
While I'm trying to go old and rich old and lit
What we on?
I don't know got some weed I got some lean I got some doe
What you want you don't know got some weed
I got some lean I got some hoes
What we on?
I don't know got some weed got some lean I got some doe
What you want?
You don't know got some weed I got some lean I got some hoes
Yeah we're smoking on the finest
Sporting designer sipping that hiya
We getting the dough getting the hoes
Give a f*** about y'all chasing that chicken
We penny-pinching kick out the chair you
Willy lynching let out the demon
That's exorcisms heart on my sleeve
Don't match the denim nooo you aint know
Got it wholesale Costco Lock and Load
Till the block explodes turn them Alpo line them
Like the barber leave him faded like the outro
Pop a little Zan I ain't talkin about that white boy
What you want you don't know i dont know
So Money Talks b****
I only hear the freaking cash flow
Grind time grind syck brazey got the mask off
One more dutchy then its back to the cash yall
What we on? I don't know got some weed i got some lean i got some doe
What you want? You dont know got some weed i got some lean i got some hoes
What we on i dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some doe
What you want you dont know got some lean i got some weed i got some hoes
IDK IDK
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Writer: Javorius Scott, Deja Trimble
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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