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Who am I Who am I Bitches it's drill just call me doc You would just post it on that block Them shots ring off he out his socks They already know that I'm gon step They watch me talk right out the mouth Spend like a nine to five Come for a show, won't make it out the south Be for real, like did that pole really get took up by them cops Like be for real, is he really suicidal bout them thots Must be for real, how she get down She must go crazy with the top I spend for niggas with no fire he lack right now but not ag five Doc why don't you pop up with stacks Cause I don't know where niggas head be at The closest just get you wacked F*ck what we had, bitch, I'm a blow him back They gon post up on the gram like he ain't sad He know we did em dat They don't want Pop out the car with Mack He rather a type up in dat chat That's why the doc had to stop beefing with these niggas I thought bout using ambler alert Like where the alibro he miss So quick I took a shot She sell it like my daddy in the kitchen Step just like his daddy, like his daddy, they gon' miss me Made no sense how they just split a 20 Slime with four niggas Flip a bitch next week, she whip the shit She slime with her niggas Say he got thick and that light bulb be lit You know just what I feel They go like this I let he play a bitch Or the news gon' see his picture Be for real, god damn Be for real with me It's crazy how they stand on business Now they standing under me I'm tryna count my figures Get my bitch and then my life complete I'm tryna drop my bitch without the rest Cause they don't want me free But I want all my niggas out Even niggas who call me out I spend on them more than I on that family How the f*ck that sound The only time for cash My name is when I had that gown My niggas love the smell of them blue strips They chase it like some hounds Bitch be real God damn Bitch be real with me Who am I The one that's gon' go off of high till I can't see Who am I The type to keep real This bitch don't think I'm cheating Who am I Might think about killing you And I ain't mean me Only to untie the spank Retire from the field He in them bleachers I call a bitch Just for the lick After this shit bitch I don't need I got dirty sticks I got dirty sticks I make new whip Ain't pulling over Bitch we speeding Yeah I'm Gucci I just have to get my mind right Like I'm G Shit may change But bro bitch They be always greedy And needy The second you don't give a shit They spazz It's best to leave And you the bitch that's with the shit I pass the blick There's none to squeeze Niggas salty We gon' purge them On their ass like crawfish seeds Bitch be real God damn Bitch be real with me It's crazy how they stand on business Now they standing under me I'm tryna count my figures Get my bitch And then my life complete I'm tryna drop my bitch And they don't want me free I'm tryna drop my bitch And they don't want me free I'm tryna drop my bitch And they don't want me free