Vinxi - I Don't Know Lyrics

Krraa
(Yea)
Uh, Yeah
Rushin' in, Russian artillery
Automatic weapon, teach 'em a lesson
If I don't got it, Go Gordon Ramsay, Gordon Ramsay
Chef him
(Urgh)
Demons, henchmen
A young adolescent
Lesson number one don't ask no questions
When your under pressure
No time for depression
Pressin'
Right where it hurts
If I do this dirt, what's the consequences
Cost me an arm and I'm lost in the trenches
Count to ten, I tend to not pay attention
Testin'
Mic check; one, two
Grab my pen and pray one day I'll be free
Then boy chat shit but it's quiet when they pree me
Had a few beefs but now all of em; history
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I fuck this bitch?
Uh
Up in the party I might just ditch
Chattin' for a minute but I might just switch
Scan the room tryna take my pick
It was Bella or Eva
And another whose name I don't remember
To be honest I don't care either
Lost in the lust that's teenage fever
But
That lovey-dovey shit
Man, I am not with it
My heart is frigid
Frivolous once when I was out with a Bridget
She try get close but now I burnt those bridges
Word to the bredrin
You know when these hoes try to get too comfortable
I chase a bag, never chase a hoe
If you want this dick just let me know
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
(Uh)
Free bro they shipped him off to the island
We was in the spot gettin' high in the highlands
All just vibin' shit lookin vibrant
Federales out on assignment
He approach and it's silence
The look in his iris like
Wagwan for my man
Had left early that day when they took him away
Hold tight my G soon we catchin' a wave
Remember they used to say I misbehave
When I skipped school one too many days
Those were simpler times I kinda miss those days
But
Now we're speeding down cumi na kabiri
Babiri babiri Kumihari - i Kigali
Ni ha handi tugufata utiteguye
Paa ku rugamba hari uwundi uguye
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)

Krraa
(Yea)
Uh, Yeah
Rushin' in, Russian artillery
Automatic weapon, teach 'em a lesson
If I don't got it, Go Gordon Ramsay, Gordon Ramsay
Chef him
(Urgh)
Demons, henchmen
A young adolescent
Lesson number one don't ask no questions
When your under pressure
No time for depression
Pressin'
Right where it hurts
If I do this dirt, what's the consequences
Cost me an arm and I'm lost in the trenches
Count to ten, I tend to not pay attention
Testin'
Mic check; one, two
Grab my pen and pray one day I'll be free
Then boy chat shit but it's quiet when they pree me
Had a few beefs but now all of em; history
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I fuck this bitch?
Uh
Up in the party I might just ditch
Chattin' for a minute but I might just switch
Scan the room tryna take my pick
It was Bella or Eva
And another whose name I don't remember
To be honest I don't care either
Lost in the lust that's teenage fever
But
That lovey-dovey shit
Man, I am not with it
My heart is frigid
Frivolous once when I was out with a Bridget
She try get close but now I burnt those bridges
Word to the bredrin
You know when these hoes try to get too comfortable
I chase a bag, never chase a hoe
If you want this dick just let me know
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
(Uh)
Free bro they shipped him off to the island
We was in the spot gettin' high in the highlands
All just vibin' shit lookin vibrant
Federales out on assignment
He approach and it's silence
The look in his iris like
Wagwan for my man
Had left early that day when they took him away
Hold tight my G soon we catchin' a wave
Remember they used to say I misbehave
When I skipped school one too many days
Those were simpler times I kinda miss those days
But
Now we're speeding down cumi na kabiri
Babiri babiri Kumihari - i Kigali
Ni ha handi tugufata utiteguye
Paa ku rugamba hari uwundi uguye
(Hmm)
Up in the class I didn't take notes
Stolen car and we goin for a ride
Pray to God, will he save my soul
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)
Will I make it back, Will I make it home
Will I sell this pack, Will I grip this chrome
"Will I make it home?"
I Don't Know
(Hmmm)