I'm really who you think you are
Been passed 'em, gymnastics, flip 'em off
Ride around in these streets, sinning all in a cross
Her pops hate me, I ride by just to piss 'em off
You know it gets her off, you know your bitch is ours
She probably said she needs space, now she with the stars
My closet looking like a shop, won't wear this fit tomorrow
You try to put me in my place, but I'm with the dogs
Roof
&I brought the booth
Came from the BX to the TX, cousin brought the deuce
I'm on the loose, give a F*ck they wanna call it truce
Them rappers cappin' in they rap, then wanna call it truth
Oof, oof, you don't really want me riled up
I might hit your bitch again for nostalgia
You in her DMs and her face in my medallions
I Black Thoughts know the roots are Italian, damn
Whatever they doing, ain't what we doing
I can see through it, you know that we do it
We doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it
Wake up in the morning, eighth to the dome
Fresh up out the shower, Versace cologne
San Antonio, papi when you coming home
I'm on the way, baby girl, you know I'm on the road
Keep it 100, like it's on the dash
I got a little crypto and a lot of cash
I got a little shorty, she got a lot of ass
They went to better schools, but they ain't got this class
Damn, that's facts, look how they doubting me
No more working hourly, 50K at the gallery
I'm on the bumps, I remember they were scouting me
Always had it in me, even though they had it out for me
Whatever they doing, ain't what we doing
I can see through it, you know that we do it
We doin' it, doin' it, doin' it, doin' it
Doin' it, doin' it, doin' it, doin' it
Whatever they doing, ain't what we doing
I can see through it, you know that we do it
We doin' it, doin' it, doin' it, doin' it
Doin' it, doin' it, doin' it
They don't do it like us, family
BOP!