Who Is You

Lyrics

[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] Nigga [Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] In the motherfucking coupe I don't talk to broke hoes, baby girl, who is you? I pull up and count my money, then pull off, throw my deuce That's a thousand-dollar cup, baby, please don't spill my juice (Yeah, yeah, yeah) She like, "You be playing with that money", I'm like, "Right" I'm like, "Yeah, you ever seen me out had Glock? We don't fight" My new bitch just dropped a Benz, them the type of hoes I like I mix lean up with the Sprite, she drink D'USSÉ with the ice You can't sign me for no petty monеy How everybody with you broke? What, you scarеd of money? I can't be fucking niggas' hoes without getting head from 'em My young nigga, he ride with switch, he on the run, the feds want him [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] It's a lifestyle I heard the opps was in the party, I'm coming right now Ayy, why you screaming like you 'bout it? Nigga, pipe down Nigga, right now, that pistol in the party, on my mama, don't get shot down My young niggas screaming, "Woo", I got blues like big U I don't bang, but I'll leave your ass in blood, Piru Driving fast in the fast lane, it's a Charger, not a coupe These hoes be knowing who I am, they'd probably be asking who is you? [Verse 2: OnFully] In that motherfucking coupe (Shee) OnFully with a switch'll leave you with a missing roof (Shee) Pistol spitting when it's talking like it got a missing tooth (Shee) I done fucked a bitch five times, you know that was your boo (Shee) In the hills I relax, gave her the tip, drive a [?] (Shee) Me and TeeJaee catching two goofies, know that ain't no match If you want a list, I for sure could get you stretched (Shee) Lil' bro stumping on your ass like he was a fret (Shee) You gotta deal with the [?], charged up (Shee) That pistol on me, I'm equipped, they can't harm us Fuck a bitch for twenty minutes, then I pass her up Seen a fiend standing on his pivot when he shooting up [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] It's a lifestyle I heard the opps was in the party, I'm coming right now Ayy, why you screaming like you 'bout it? Nigga, pipe down Nigga, right now, that pistol in the party, on my mama, don't get shot down My young niggas screaming, "Woo", I got blues like big U I don't bang, but I'll leave your ass in blood, Piru Driving fast in the fast lane, it's a Charger, not a coupe These hoes be knowing who I am, they'd probably be asking who is you? [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] It's a lifestyle I heard the opps was in the party, I'm coming right now Ayy, why you screaming like you 'bout it? Nigga, pipe down Nigga, right now, that pistol in the party, on my mama, don't get shot down My young niggas screaming, "Woo", I got blues like big U I don't bang, but I'll leave your ass in blood, Piru Driving fast in the fast lane, it's a Charger, not a coupe These hoes be knowing who I am, they'd probably be asking who is you?