WHO DAT Lyrics

Who dat running through your view?

Who dat mobbing with his crew?

Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove

Want an album? Give 'em two

Wylen out it's nothing new

Who the hottest in a suit?

Loudest product in the room

I got some things in my nose

I got some smoke in my lungs

I got some thoughts in my head

You know the shop never close

I could sell heat to the sun

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hey who you, I don't trust you

No bigger, stronger, faster, yeah

Yeah muscle, muscle, muscle, flex

Quiet get a muzzle I am done

Beefing then I serve 'em with a bun

Pray for mercy you ain't getting nun

Hail Mary send you to her son

I'm vicious

Go clean up the dishes

Got no interest in mister and Mrs.

I'm here on a mission

I move unforgiven

Collect on my interest

Got no time for kisses

I'm blinded by vision

I wanna be all in your mouth like dentist

A dentist named crentist

You all my apprentice

I'm in the lab cooking that crack like a chemist

I give you those bars, feel like a life sentence

Decapitate Dennis, now tell me who menace?

You see where this headed?

You enter the zoo that shit can get deadly

Who dat running through your view?

Who dat mobbing with his crew?

Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove

Want an album? Give 'em two

Wylen out it's nothing new

Who the hottest in a suit?

Loudest product in the room

Your shit finally get old

I burn Winterfell slow

Kill Bran, I don't hold doors

This that 97 flow...

Kill a bite, kill a gig woah

Spill a drink, give a fuck no

Fill a show, fill a blunt go

Got that all brown everything glow

All colors come to my show

Crowd looking like a rainbow

Oh

Pardon me I powder my nose

Into me, she outta her clothes

Bad with names, sorry got to go

Who dat, who dat

Spitting boom bat

Drunk off a Kool aid

They tell me cool it

But I don't do dat

I might just lose it

I ain't no Buddhist

But I burn that buddha

Tell I meet with god yes hallelujah

I see right through ya

Light work, light work

Something like a sniper, typer, viper

Bite 'em it might hurt

Spit fire it might burn

Gimme thumbs up like a hiker

Wheels spinning like a biker

Bars coming like it's Rikers

Till death yes I'm a lifer

Who dat running through your view?

Who dat mobbing with his crew?

Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove

Want an album? Give 'em two

Wylen out it's nothing new

Who the hottest in a suit?

Loudest product in the room