Who?
Zoe Forte
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Who! Who better than me Who you kno do it better than me Not a man not a soul not a thing I'm the man, I'm a boss, I'm a king Who you kno, wid the drip like this My juice double S like Ssips Double D's on the chest of my bitch Double V's and a S on my wrist I live in the trap and I trap wile I rap Hustle all day just to double double up I don't trust these niggaz cuz they be some rats Trade they mans for a couple bucks I took the knife out my back I'm lucky for that cuz niggaz is cut throat I kno my haters be mad But it's still a fact Gonna show me the upmost Funny how niggas be talkin And soon as I walk in Suddenly shut his mouth Niggaz be stretching the truth But they know how I do Yea they kno what I'm all about My worst is you at your best You wanna impress But you stressing ya self out Home of the Yankees and Mets But I ball like the nets Out in Brooklyn we cash out I break the bank and collect They checking my cred Like the streets, boy I'm on 730 I'll put a foot on ya neck So don't disrespect Clear the scene Imma do em dirty Gun drawn then I'm shooting em dead We don't aimed for the leg Run down and I shoot w perpose And no we don't tolerate threats Now off with ya head Guillotine all the unworthy (Pop shit...) I just, Roll the dice for the poker chips I need, blue stripes and a half a zip I just, named a price made the money flip Big facts, 2 for 4 but I charge em 6 Big Bank take lil bank I puff, Big smoke with a lil drink Thick bitch with a lil waists There's more, Perkey tits and a pretty face I got, 6 shots in the 38 I rep, 6-7 first 48 I'm the shit money toilette pap ahh Pay me now don't pay me late-tuhh Who! Who better than me Who you kno do it better than me Not a man not a soul not a thing I'm the man, I'm a boss, I'm a king Who you kno gettin money like this Daytime still on graveyard shift Game time james harden w the wrist Head crack that's a 4-5-6 Money and violence, Lights and the sirens Cross the wrong street and ya done Fly like a pilot, Should be a stylist Dress you like you was my son Not with the acting not with the capping Let Unless it's cap one Go in ya pocket Like what's in your wallet I'm taking all of your funds Niggaz do a whole lotta talkin out the ass But the words seem to neva mean shit Try to put ya hands in my bag That's a foot in yo ass So far you can reach it I just think it's funny how you say you gettin money And ya pockets speakin totally different See I'm the nigga with the cash Got you salty niggas mad my bank account be look so damn privileged (Damn)
Struggling with Who?? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!
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