356 Baby Rico - Who That Is Lyrics

Let me show you how it's done bitch, stay on that f*ck shit
Really make em' run quick, like who that is
Bullets coming out the gun clip, oh we gon' test ya
Really see about that tough shit, suit up for biz
Let me show you how it's done bitch, stay on that f*ck shit
Really make em' run quick, like who that is
Bullets coming out the gun clip, oh we gon' test ya
Really see about that tough shit, suit up for biz
I'm surrounded by hustlers, shooters, and real looters
It's no recruiting, f*ck the law, look how they do us
It's to the top, this for all the times we was losing
No talking, just do it, nike
So cap, I see right through em
Got game on lock, don't ever think you're one up on me
Too paranoid, I feel like I can't trust my homie
Maybe I'm tripping, but for sure I am not going
For nothing, so don't try, but if you try, somebody floating
I'm talking heaven, knocking doors down like it was Tetris
Came a long way, now it's Louis Vuitton I step in
Same hoe used to dub me, now she the one that be obsessed with it
She be confessing, like you better than all my exes
Baby I know, but you can't stay
You a bop
Tell her I'm on the road, there's no way I'm finna stop
Gamble like it's slots, but really, I just came for top
Police watching pages, i'm telling folks that it's a prop
Before I do the time, i'll make em' really do they job
Bae don't f*ck my grind up, I cannot argue right now, stop
You know that I love you, you clear shit it up when I see fog
Get that pussy wet like faucet, she know my love be raw
Let me show you how it's done, bitch, Stay on that f*ck shit
Really make em' run quick, like who that is
Bullets coming out the gun clip, oh we gon' test ya
Really see about that tough shit. suit up for biz
Let me tell you how it's done, bitch, stay on that f*ck shit
Really make em' run quick, like who that is
Bullets coming out the gun clip, oh we gon' test ya
Really see about that tough shit, suit up for biz
I'm surrounded by hustlers, shooters, and real looters
It's no recruiting, f*ck the law, look how they do us
It's to the top, this for all the times we was losing
No talking, just do it, Nike
So cap I see right through em
Moving presidential, pockets filled with presidents
They stay talking bout beef
Ain't got chicken to spin
I think that's why they mad, it's either that or bout a bitch
Either way, I'm out the way, and there's no way I'ma switch