Know me, you know, me Oh-h-h-h-h Know me, you know, me Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na Know me, you know, me Whoa Know me, you know, me (na-na-na-na-na-na) I used to pray to hear my songs on the radio Growing up, my foot was only after kickin' doors Keep sixty bitches backstage, at like every show Ain't no more Hanes on my balls, these are Kenneth Cole All these squares in my pictures, yeah we croppin' those Let 'lil shawty lick my dick, I had my boxers on Everybody 'round me poppin', bitch we kettle corn Private, PJ on the e-way with the P-1 Carat and a half dripping on my neck, son Take a bubble bath with a rapper's baby mom Young dirty nigga rocking, wylin' like a swamp Yeah, I just fucked up last up night, didn't tell em' my name All these hip-hop rappers down to be Drake All my double cups purple like the soul plane (na-na-na-na-na) Diamonds on me loud, got you silent Got her bouncing on this dick like hydraulics 'Cause you know me, you know me You know me, you know me You know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me Record man play my song on the radio You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke And I swear too much on the regular We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go If it ain't XO then it gotta go I just won a new award for a kids show Talking 'bout a face numbing off a bag of blow I'm like, goddamn, bitch, I am not a Teen Choice Goddamn, bitch, I am not a bleach boy Whip game, make a nigga understand though Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo Hit the gas so hard make it rotate All my niggas blew up like a propane All these R&B niggas be so lame Got a sweet Asian chick, she go Lo Mein You know me, you know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me Ugh Young, young nigga , same OG, stayin' low-key Stayin' ten toes deep Both feet says G (says) Maybe B says I'm a G I'm a weakness, like The Weeknd, on the remix I beg your pardon It's true, the rumors that they start 'gone make us break apart Assuming they've influenced all this sudden change of heart (change of what?) The voice recording take off with the whole thing 'mind them that they know me No way you think if ever I decide to cut my hair like Abel did Like Jaden Smith, I'll probably walk around a day with it Okay, you lame, I'm a-okay with it Might take the paper around my old ways 'mind them that they know me 'Cause, you know me, you know me You know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me