Released: May 13, 2020

Featuring: YungManny Weensey Rico Nasty Big Jam Big Flock

Songwriter: Leroy Brandon Jr. Johnny Christopher Isaac Nana-Kwabena Asante Derrick Gamlam Juicy J Acyde Weensey Big Jam Big Flock YungManny Rico Nasty IDK

Producer: DJ Money Acyde IDK Juicy J

[Intro: Weensey, Logic, Juicy J & IDK]
(Love can be so cruel) All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
(Love got me on you) Just lookin' at you has made it begin
What Juicy say? He like, "Shut the fuck up!"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: IDK & Big Flock]
R.I.P. Bankroll, R.I.P. Nipsey
R.I.P. Smoke Dawg, R.I.P. Jimmy
R.I.P. Pop Smoke, that shit got me stressed
R.I.P. X-X-X-X-X
I got three oppositions that might fuck 'round and blow (Blow)
I just plot, then I watch, get 'em bust down for low (Low)
Ooh, that's Flock, he got the Glock
And he got the drop, don't get shot
You get caught slippin', slippin', slippin', slippin'
You gon' get mopped
I can't tell if he real or pussy, hmm, I'm tryna decipher
Me and my brodie used to live a good life, now he a lifer
Now he a killer, now he gorilla
Tryna be dope, now he a dealer
Movin' that gas, come get a fill-up
Premium-grade, no Reggie Miller, uh

[Chorus: IDK]
iPhone 1 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) pull up, take it, uh (Brr)
My iPhone 2 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) get it with the crew (Brr)
iPhone 8 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) niggas had the Drac' (Da-da-da)
iPhone X, leave a nigga late

[Post-Chorus: Big JAM & Big Flock]
Bitch, I'm not with that cappin' or extra fakin'
And I'm sending them shots with no explanation
Bullets rain on your block, precipitation
When me and JAM slide, no miscommunication
I was only sixteen when our house got raided
I was only thirteen and incarcerated
Been this way since a child, need no validation
You gon' die from this smoke, cancer patient

[Verse 2: YungManny]
R.I.P. too explicit, I'm XXX
Sarutobi, I die for my men, that's facts
If I'm takin' your shit, you can't get that back
Do not turn his music on, that's that cap
7.62, shit, that's my type, no Saweetie
I might splatter his blood on the wall, no graffiti
Stick in my hand, do a spell like I'm Keke
Bad bitch wanna do 69, no FEFE

[Chorus: IDK]
iPhone 1 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) pull up, take it, uh
My iPhone 2 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) get it with the crew
iPhone 8 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) niggas had the Drac' (Da-da-da)
iPhone X (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) leave a nigga late

[Post-Chorus: Big JAM & Big Flock]
Bitch, I'm not with that cappin' or extra fakin'
And I'm sending them shots with no explanation
Bullets rain on your block, precipitation
When me and JAM slide, no miscommunication
I was only sixteen when our house got raided
I was only thirteen and incarcerated
Been this way since a child, need no validation
You gon' die from this smoke, cancer patient

[Interlude: Weensey & Rico Nasty]
All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
Just lookin' at you has made it begin (X-X-X-X-X, yeah)

[Verse 3: Rico Nasty]
It's a crazy world but I know how to move
Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom
I'm still up like fuck a snooze, fuck a loss and fuck a lose
Nigga, any day, it could be fuck you
Bust you, then bust at you
I ain't tryna be workin' when I'm forty-two
I don't like new niggas on me, who is you?
Pardon me, I'm comin' through
And when I do, it's fifty K on me
Got two hundred K in a rainy day fund
Like let it rain on me
They don't know who to point out
So they gonna put the blame on me
I always hear the same story
Let a bitch try to take something from me
I'll show a bitch why she should've never came for it

[Chorus: IDK]
iPhone 1 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) pull up, take it, uh
My iPhone 2 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) get it with the crew
iPhone 8 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) niggas had the Drac' (Da-da-da)
iPhone X (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) leave a nigga late

[Outro: IDK, Sample & Juicy J]
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah
All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
Just lookin' at you has made it begin

IDK

Born Jason Mills, this American rapper goes by the name IDK (Ignorantly Delivering Knowledge), or by Jay IDK. He was born in London, England and he was raised in Prince George’s County, Maryland.

IDK initially gained some attention when he released his mixtape SubTRAP in August of 2015. This project narrates a story from both sides of the drug game. Through several characters that Jay created in the storytelling of this Chris, Jon Jon, Matt, Ed, and King Trappy III. Each personality serves a different role involving the hustle of drugs as Jay demonstrates how it can impact many different types of individuals.

Jay IDK created a short film that incorporates elements of SubTRAP into the