Who? Huh?
(Verse 1)
you cant stand out then dont stand near me
My hood bitch loyal but she know I wont marry
I got the type of niggas that'll shoot thru security
I like it when she throw it back and tell me dont spare me
Dont call me yo twin I'm the type u cant pair with
She said she gotta man and never looked at a girl now I got her bi-curious.. my type air head
Ya man get fly? Might just air him
(Chorus)
Who harder than me? (Who huh)
Who get it poppin out the east? (who huh)
Who's that parking up the street? (Who huh)
How yo chain only dancin with the flash? (Uh uh)
You need to take that shit back lil nigga
Took control of the game and upped stats
(Verse 2)
Never in the mix when the cost too risky
I run 3 brands can only mind my business
Shit I Headlined france for I even got litty
Just a walk through the lobby gotta come with percentage
If I ever lost a bitch then it came with another one
Coco on the skin lips pink like bubble gum
Perc in her stomach got her beggin for a 3 sum
U gone do it right or you wont do it all
Mama told me reach the heights no matter whose there involved
I went from barely fitting clothes to getting views at the mall
These niggas feel like they can play? I leave no karma to God
I got the formula dog Im getting foreigner calls
All along .. counted out these niggas nodded off
Fat nigga way back now taking all broads
I want the maybach tint u pussy soft balls
(Chorus)
Who harder than me? (Who huh)
Who get it poppin out the east? (who huh)
Who's that parking up the street? (Who huh)
How yo chain only dancin with the flash? (Uh uh)
You need to take that shit back lil nigga
Took control of the game and upped stats
(DKJD VERSE)
Trynna take my whole team to infinity ( up through there)
Wrist so cold yea it's killing me
Got a new bitch on her knees and she feeling me
(Get in there)
Might go cop some new trues yea billy jeans
Silly me
Pop two blues now I'm really geek
Ya new bitch old news yea it's been a week
Same ole shit on a whole new different week
Ik she miss me wanna lick me
Fuck dat catch me speeding where the lick be!
Nigga
What lick read
On i20 doing bout 160
Got few bags in the truck so I'm trippin
But I'm on yo ass cuz I need all my cash
12 get behind me I'm doing the dash
I'm fuckin em up
Ain't no catching up
I love me a bitch with some hips on that ass