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Who R U

 

Who R U


[Ketchy the Great:]
Hop out the coupe, drop the juice, ayy
Leave a nigga hanging, who the fuck are you?
I just knocked your boo, oh you mad? Me too
She was broke, I didn't even take dough, so boof, who are you?
You ain't never got a tool, you ain't working on shit
Broke boy you a loser, who are you?
You ain't never made the news, you ain't gang, you ain't cool
Gave nobody for your juice, we not you

[Ohgeesy:]
Everybody think I'm playing, hope the feds do too
Bitch I'm stuck in the trap like some glue, who is you?
You the boys in blue, I ain't heard of you, I ain't serving you
Let's do like Drama do and call some hootie-hoos and share your boo
I'm trapping, I'm working, I'm riding suburbans
I'm skrrting, your pockets stay hurting
My niggas they serving, they clean like detergent
We need money urgent for splurging
Cut the coke like a surgeon, and it still tastes perfect
Sipping lean, not no bourbon
Bitch keep calling and a nigga keep curving

[Ketchy the Great:]
Hop out the coupe, drop the juice, ayy
Leave a nigga hanging, who the fuck are you?
I just knocked your boo, oh you mad? Me too
She was broke, I didn't even take dough, so boof, who are you?
You ain't never got a tool, you ain't working on shit
Broke boy you a loser, who are you?
You ain't never made the news, you ain't gang, you ain't cool
Gave nobody for your juice, we not you

[Ralfy the Plug:]
Who are you? Why you talkin'? Niggas broke as a joke
I just hop out the coupe just to break on your ho
It's the knock knock bandits, get the stretch then I'm gone
I'm ling ling bopping lead paint for all my stones
Plug talking, diamonds hitting from the sunlight
Niggas be talking 'bout money but they dumb lying
Uchies, uchies, I'm getting stressed out by the groupies
Broke nigga talking 'bout cash, that don't amuse me, the Plug

[Fenix:]
She think I'm crazy, I been pouring on the daily
Baby bottles in the trap, we moving babies
I'm with Franky, got the pints in the Mercedes
Make her hate me but she say she want my babies
Hey lil baby, keep it real, you sounding crazy
Niggas talking features, talking 'bout you need to pay me
I'm at Neimans and your nigga shop at Macys
All that shit you niggas talking don't amaze me

[Ketchy the Great:]
Hop out the coupe, drop the juice, ayy
Leave a nigga hanging, who the fuck are you?
I just knocked your boo, oh you mad? Me too
She was broke, I didn't even take dough, so boof, who are you?
You ain't never got a tool, you ain't working on shit
Broke boy you a loser, who are you?
You ain't never made the news, you ain't gang, you ain't cool
Gave nobody for your juice, we not you

[Good Finesse:]
Who are you? I don't shop with the feds dog
Heard you want the high shit, I just ran off
Took the whole eight and sold it to my mans dog
And I ain't gotta play with these niggas, I'm doing handoffs
Mando, big juice, big cups, you know we mud walking
Me and the plug talking, tryna get in some more commas
Flexing is no problem, probably get us some more problems
Who is you? I'm asking around, you is a nobody

[Master Kato:]
Bitch I'm getting right, plotting on a mil
Finessing shit for life, no I ain't thinking 'bout a deal
Finessing shit for life, I'm always thinking 'bout a mil
And every day I'm running through it, cuzzo told my ass to chill
Oh well, nigga I'm just getting started
Folding the fours nigga, I just left Target
Folding them hoes and I just hit 'em this morning
Chris got four new poles and we gon' hit 'em at the targets

[Ketchy the Great:]
Hop out the coupe, drop the juice, ayy
Leave a nigga hanging, who the fuck are you?
I just knocked your boo, oh you mad? Me too
She was broke, I didn't even take dough, so boof, who are you?
You ain't never got a tool, you ain't working on shit
Broke boy you a loser, who are you?
You ain't never made the news, you ain't gang, you ain't cool
Gave nobody for your juice, we not you

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