Song parody of
Who I Am
by Jayskinn
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Tryna drive some fast shit
I might go and pull up in a lamb
I don't do the bragging
But I swear
They know just who I am
Addicted to fashion
She told me I'm cool as hell
She fine
She from the Ville
She want me to take her to shop
I will
Cop her designer heels
Said fuck timing
'Cause time ain't real
Keeping my brothers near
'Cause I know
That they're dying to live
Call shots like the governor
Cop the big house up on the hills
Separate from the fake
It's so hard for to find the real
I'm slimy, I'm hard to kill
No bread up on my plate?
Then I grind for the dollar bills
Can't lose, too much at stake
Racks calling, I'm on the way
I'm grinding, tryna get paid
She crying, tryna get laid
She all about her angles
We all about the pesos
So I give her a bankroll
She told me I'm an angel
Responded "girl you're worth it"
She drop down, get to workin
And do that shit so perfect
Her brain is off the meter
Relaxing, chilling with my feet up
Yeah I may want
But I don't need her
(Oh Okay)
She get too cocky, I can leave her
Go Away
(Told her go away)
Tryna drive some fast shit
I might go and pull up in a lamb
I don't do the bragging
But I swear
They know just who I am
Addicted to fashion
She told me I'm cool as hell
She fine
She from the Ville
She want me to take her to shop
I will
Cop her designer heels
Said fuck timing
'Cause time ain't real
Keeping my brothers near
'Cause I know
That they're dying to live
Call shots like the governor
Cop the big house up on the hills
Separate from the fake
It's so hard for to find the real
Tryna drive some fast shit
I might go and pull up in a lamb
I don't do the bragging
But I swear
They know just who I am
Addicted to fashion
She told me I'm cool as hell
She fine
She from the Ville
She want me to take her to shop
I will
Cop her designer heels
Said fuck timing
'Cause time ain't real
Keeping my brothers near
'Cause I know
That they're dying to live
Call shots like the governor
Cop the big house up on the hills
Separate from the fake
It's so hard for to find the real
I'm slimy, I'm hard to kill
No bread up on my plate?
Then I grind for the dollar bills
Can't lose, too much at stake
Racks calling, I'm on the way
I'm grinding, tryna get paid
She crying, tryna get laid
She all about her angles
We all about the pesos
So I give her a bankroll
She told me I'm an angel
Responded "girl you're worth it"
She drop down, get to workin
And do that shit so perfect
Her brain is off the meter
Relaxing, chilling with my feet up
Yeah I may want
But I don't need her
(Oh Okay)
She get too cocky, I can leave her
Go Away
(Told her go away)
Tryna drive some fast shit
I might go and pull up in a lamb
I don't do the bragging
But I swear
They know just who I am
Addicted to fashion
She told me I'm cool as hell
She fine
She from the Ville
She want me to take her to shop
I will
Cop her designer heels
Said fuck timing
'Cause time ain't real
Keeping my brothers near
'Cause I know
That they're dying to live
Call shots like the governor
Cop the big house up on the hills
Separate from the fake
It's so hard for to find the real
