What's My Name Lyrics

They lied to you

Said I was crazy

But fuck it tho

Imma go brazy

In high school

Pushin dem essays

On westside

With the esses

I'm tryna build up

My resume

They gon be

Copyin me Everyday

FNP man

Fuck what they told you

Boutta move the brand bicoastal

You can shut down

All ya pro tools

The god here

Imma show you

I'm just tryna move

Like a goat do

Fake flexers

Hate when I come thru

Rep the steppas

Man this the new mecca

They think they ready

Let's test em

It's the R-O-M-E-O

C-E-O

Of the wavy boys

Tf do you think

I hadda jump off

Of they ship

The boy had

Foresight

Knew they gon sink

Battin 100% in the field

Shawty let me fuck

On the first link

Saying I'm icey smooth

Big mood

Felt like gretzky

Playin on the rinks

Yea

Bag little bit bigger

Yea

Opps see me they shiver

Yea

Big boy like jazze pha

Yea

Hop on the tidal wave

Spittin like I signed to hov

Today

Cookin up

Like the birds

Just Laid

Down

Hey now

Please

What they gon say

Now

They tryna hate

It's the talk of the sound

Now I'm talkin like

The bosses in town

Wait

Comin thru and

Im feelin elite

The vibes immaculate

Girl can't you see

Attackin the paint

And pull from the wing

I made my mistakes

But Still winnin rings

Found my circle

Surrounded by kings

Titled the greatest

They all gon see

Mansa musa checks

I'm gon achieve

Ya sauce ain't givin

Needs more cheese

Prettiest big nigga

Ever living

Confirmed it

I'm the one the girls missing

Survey said

I'm #1 pick

Let em know it's my time

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up, hol up

Enjoying the sun

While it lasts

Summer always movin

Fast

Did the dash

In a miracle whip

With a bad lil ting

She lovin the moves

The boy is back in his groove

Yk I'm in sync

Yk I attack it

A Water sign baby

I'm makin it drip like a sink

The bag too big

To fumble it

Abusin the herb

They crumblin

But They ain't addicted

And everytime I try to listen

Them boys keep mumblin

Went to the UK

Found out

I'm bigger than Harry

Potter and styles

My style like no other

I'm movin covert

Can't see me now

Put a hole

In ya dome

The pen is my weapon

I'll do it

And crack a smile

John wick

Way I don't miss

Don't slip

I'm up next bitch

Came back

Right across the pond

You thinkin I'm trash?

You taking the piss

Watch out

The wolves they steppin

Count blues

Whenever I check in

Nigga

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up, hol up

What's my name

Hol up, hol up