Who Will? Lyrics

Look to the top where I'm going

Never been a bitch not folding

I made him hit the switch, she scolding gotta couple pretty bitches here rollin

Good weed, too strong, Hulk Hogan this bitch too funny, she joking

She a hoe in the back, deep throatin' on the low, but everybody know it

On the real when I'm hurt

Don't show it

Try to fake, show no emotion

Gotta get this life in motion

So I stick to the rhymes like a poet

Wrist got drip, we flowin'

We creep through the back, tip-toein

Seth Rogen the way we smokin'

Get cropped out the frame, no posin

Tell me how the fake look real

Or why it's so hard just to heal

For the team, I'd split that meal

Cause I know they'd spin like a wheel

Get smacked, you a snitch, you squeal

If I don't make it out, who will

If I don't make it out, who will

If I don't do better, who will

Yeah, yeah, who will

Huh, huh, who will

Who will

I'm gonna do what I gotta do

Until my mama

Is steppin' in Prada shoes

You get what you get

Better pick and choose

I took a lil' pause

Here come the resume

Yeah, here come the resume

I'm back, bitch

I'm back in this bitch like I never left

I'm running, Usain never miss a step I'm fly in this bitch like I own a jet

Don't act like you know me, we never met