Bynoe - BF2 Lyrics

(Joice)

You know two can play that game
What's in the dark will eventually come to light
If you seek then you will find

Nigga, I don't know (yeah)
I don't know what she told you
Nigga, I don't know (nigga I don't know)
I don't know what she told you (yeah)
Nigga, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know what she told you (what she told you)
Nigga, I don't know
But I'm her boyfriend too (that's right)
Yeah, I'm her boyfriend too (what?)
I don't know what she told you
(I don't know what she told you) nah
(Yeah) nigga, I don't know
(I don't know)
I don't know what she told you (hello)
Nigga, I'm her boyfriend too (uh)

Boyfriend number two
Got the 6-5-0
I show you how to blow a coupe (skrrt)
That's 160 on the dashboard
I clap these punk hoes like backboards
Got her playing in the kitty-cat
All about the money, where the kitty at?
My shades on, I can't see a thing
Got your bitch in the cross face, chicken wing
Lay my game down flat
I been gone for a minute, the return of the mack
I snap my fingers twice, bitch, be gone
Throw some mustard on that thing, no dijon, uh

Nigga, I don't know
I don't know what she told you (yeah yeah)
Nigga, I don't know (nigga I don't know)
I don't know what she told you (yeah)
Nigga, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know what she told you
Nigga, I don't know
(I don't know what she told you)
But I'm her boyfriend too

I don't know, I don't know
If it ain't 'bout the money then I don't go
Private island, turn her phone off, we 'bout to roll up
She go in circles like a donut, don't walk up on us
Chanel size six sneakers, they got the double C's
Pulling on her Brazilian, she need another weave
Get her up in my condo and she don't wanna leave
She hearing rumors East worth a couple hundred G's
Me and Chinx call Bynoe and bring that Brinks truck
We in the club popping bottles, we f*cked the mink up
I'm in the Dom Pèrignon, Kenny just rolled the stink up
I'm Cuban linked up, I booked the 'telly we can link up
I know your boyfriend loving you, baby, that ain't my issue
I never kissed you, steady texting me, "Boy, I miss you"
You artificial and your boy ain't got a clue
She stuck on me like glue, I'm her boyfriend too, ha

Nigga, I don't know (yeah)
I don't know what she told you
Nigga, I don't know (nigga I don't know)
I don't know what she told you (yeah yeah)
Nigga, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know what she told you
Nigga, I don't know (nigga I don't know)
But I'm her boyfriend too
Yeah, I'm her boyfriend too (bruh)
I don't know what she told you, nah
Nigga, I don't know
I don't know what she told you
Nigga, I'm her boyfriend too
Nigga, I'm her boyfriend too