Who Is That

[Hook]

Boy my fucking watch cost a brick

And my favorite car, the X6

Stop the fucking flexing boy you not with the shits

Point this pistol at his stomach , blow it nigga shit

Once we start taking streets, we start locking these shits

We popping shells, same size as Budweiser 6

Got some money still tote choppas and shit

Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that?

[Verse 1 ]

What you need a fucking six pack ?

Knocking on my door, is you with the damn feds ?

What you need a fucking 10 pack ?

Give me a hundred, pussy you can get that

You say fuck Glo out your mouth we push your fucking wig back

We got pistols in the club, fuck security we slid that

I flow so hard, it made bullet proof shit crack

I’m Snoop Dizzle I’m the motherfucking shiznat

Im rolling in that (?), that (?)

All these hoes wanna give a kiss

Im smoking on that piss sack

It smell like I just gone done taking a piss

You smoking on that shit pack

And it smell like you just got done taking a shit

Imma customize a SIG MAC

Cause you ain't never seen that shit

She suck my dick and i gave that bitch a tic-tac

Then told that ho to get the fuck out my shit

They come through gates, now we coming in the back

Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that

Dear Mr your honor I ain't sinning it yet

Im just getting money I'm all in with that

HE should've could've would've he boy you couldn't shit

It's Back From the Dead 2, I'm zombie-ing bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2 ]

Pull off coming back, turn you into a running back

Pull up in New Jersey, maybe in Bergen nigga, slump yo ass

Im off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax

In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat

Leave a nigga on his back, he should've fucking had his backup

Bullets gave him a disease, now this pussy need a fucking checkup

Bullets gave his ass the hiccups, you want war nigga get up

On my auntie I paint pictures nigga, I bang nigga

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