Lil Durk – Don't Know Me Lyrics

Don't Know Me

Lil Durk

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"Don't Know Me." - Lil Durk

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 11:23 pm

Album: Signed to the Streets 2

Track No: 08

**** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
From the city where they gang bang
Where they'll kill you if your chain hang
Two letters dedicated you like A.K., A.R., S.K.
And you gotta hide your finesse game
Head shot, no need for a vest game
Cop killers going straight through the desk game
These ****, the bitch, they'll snitch on you
How you think they feel, get rich on 'em
You ain't never do a drill with a brick on 'em
Even on parole keep the shit on 'em
No mask, black hoodie with the sticks on him
I lost a couple **** to this shit
Chiraq, where the guns like Iraq
Where the little **** cook Pyrex
Where they pull guns out, they'll fight back
I ain't gon keep it on the D-low
I'ma make sure my neck worth a kilo
I'ma make sure the TEC got a ten loaded
Wire my connect, call it free load
These ****, they act like they know me
Cut 'em off 'cause you **** so phony
Get money, they'll call you their bro
Bitch ass ****, you don't know me
**** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
Murder rates so high 'cause of the body count
Every day news casts say a body found
Can't trust **** so I keep a chopper round
Play crazy, have a lil' bro, knock him down
On the block in that cut when it's black out
Y'all homies, tell bro, bring the MACs out
And we're hungry, in the trap house
Every show we're out, bringing out the racks out
Setup hoes, they'll set you up
How you come when it's dry they'll wet you up
My **** at the top
You gotta kiss they ass for them to let you up
And that bring them snakes out
Gunshots that'll bring them jakes out
Every new rapper they fake now
If you stand we'll call that a take down
Eat with who you sleep with
So blind to the money you ain't peeped shit
Ice new ****, they sneak this
I'ma boss up on 'em, on some Meek shit
And they don't know me, they don't know me
In my city like Tony
You a bitch ass ****, you don't know me
**** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me
These **** don't know me, they act like they know me

Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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