Who's That? ft. Deniro5ive Lyrics

I'm walking I'm on my solo

I don't even know whos dodge (Who's That?)

I'm jugging outside with bro bro

But I ain't even tryna get bucked

And the fans dem know man's face in the hood

When we go motive get clocked

I saw a young g at the shop

I never seen him before here on the block

I like when girls don't know who I am but it's me so that's more than rare

Bro fell in love with the trap, takes care of the cats, he ain't putting no ps in a square

I pray for my bro on the backroad, licking em shots, he ain't got no fear

Shank that came to his feet, how the fuck that did fit in his waist, civilians scared

Civilians shook

Cah the yutes where I'm from wanna move like crooks

Act bad till a man gets jooked

Me I ain't been on a beefing ting it's long

Get gwop then get out the hood

I'm tryna find me likkle dev and bin

And see if the cc push

A likkle sweetie put me in her puss

A likke brownin got me in the ussy

I'm ballsing a pack right now

And I got 2 zoots in my hoodie

No bike gotta lime that now

Soon whizz rght now imma rookie

The mandem soon up

And the gyal start giving us boujiee nookie

5 of the guys in the 4 door ain't got an L, decamp that whip

Jakes on the top of the hill, I'm sitting in front

I know all the roads on the strip

Grew up in S, but I wanna move kway

flee from the ends move mum to the sticks

Q to a Z, then it's 2 and q, how? the speed that the packs got flipped

I don't push packs but the mandem do

When I talk bout the trap then it's about D or C, not me

My face too bait, wouldn't wanna be seen, my guys ain't legit why you think that I rap

Gotta re up on crow cause the rapping ain't cheap

Im not tryna work me a 9 to a 5, I'm tryna make p in my sleep

I'm walking I'm on my solo

I don't even know who's dodge (Who's That?)

I'm jugging outside with bro bro

But I ain't even tryna get bucked

And the fans dem know man's face in the hood

When we go motive get clocked

I saw a young g at the shop

I never seen him before here on the block

I like when girls don't know who I am but it's me so that's more than rare

Bro fell in love with the trap, takes care of the cats, he ain't putting no ps in a square

I pray for my bro on the backroad, licking em shots, he ain't got no fear

Shank that came to his feet, how the fuck that did fit in his waist, civilians scared

A likke brownin got me in the ussy

I'm ballsing a pack right now

And I got 2 zoots in my hoodie

No bike gotta lime that now