I see just a bunch of wannabes and Flackos
I know DJs who know how to break your back bones
I'm OK just don't invite me to your wack shows
It's just funny how these motherfuckers act grown
Who's that showin' off that drip
Who's that swingin' bricks
Your hoe look like she's in need
Mine knows how to flip
You know my gang never freeze
Your boys on that shit
I've got bitches overseas
Who's that on my whip
This shit got me saying jeez
Give me some of that
He's been smoking on some trees
He's been talking facts
Imma wait till the high leaves
Then I'll bring it back
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that
Who's that swingin' bricks
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that
Who doesn't know that we're sick
Who you coming with
Just flew back from Italy
Place was fuckin' lit
Just say what you think you mean
We know it's not it
Who's that boy you never seen
We know who to get
Get off my back I got racks with them accessories
Don't be asking shit like you know we got what you need
Fuckin' pack it up like buzzers out in Chesapeake
They be buggin' cause we never say recipe
This shit got me saying jeez
Give me some of that
He's been smoking on some trees
He's been talking facts
Imma wait till the high leaves
Then I'll bring it back
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that
Who's that showin' off that drip
Who's that swingin' bricks
But now someone tell me please
Who the fuck is that