Who Are You To Me?

(Who the f*ck is you?) I ain't seen your name in no plays, (no moves) Ain't no stripes, (ain't no dues) Talkin' like you built, but you ain't paid through Texas bred, ten toes in the mud Florida runs, (still bossin' in the cut) Ain't no handshake, ain't no trust (You ain't gang, you ain't us) You ain't cut like me, nah, (not in the slightest) Talk real bold, but your name (the quietest) Never seen you step, never seen you ride You a ghost in the field, (never live, never die) Lone Star raised, big belt, big buckles State lines cross, (still runnin' up duffles) Florida breeze but the heat stay tucked Ain't no love in the game, just racks and muscle Say you got stripes? (Boy, where they at?) Ain't no past, ain't no facts (Talk like a vet, move like a rat) Tryna post up, but your block ain't that Pull up in H, I'm good with the hitters Dade to the Boot, (my name get bigger) Texas my roots, but the South my canvas Paint my wins, every L (get vanished) Your main one in my passenger seat Said she love how I talk, how I breathe Took your dime, (now she call me king) Gave her back, said she ain't your speed Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no name, ain't no fee (Nah) Talk like you be outside (Cap) But I ain't seen no receipts (Facts) Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no rank, ain't no key (Nah) Tryna flex like you a boss (Hah) But your bitch just left with me (Skrrt!) Look-who stamped you? Who vouched that name? Ain't no city, (ain't no state where you bang) Talkin' big like you ran these lanes But I checked the books, (ain't a damn thing changed) Got motion? Bitch, where's your proof? (All that cappin' ain't bulletproof) You the type to flex for the 'Gram I'm the type to have your (bitch get loose) Top-tier baddies, foreign with the accent She don't do broke, so she tapped in Used to be yours? (Now she in my bracket) Said your lil' game felt past tense Texas made, drippin' like the Gulf Florida nights, (got it lit like a torch) Came up solo, never need a crutch Now they tryna ride, but the doors stay shut (Hundred deep when I step in the scene) Your plug tap in just to check with me Ain't no 'OG' with a fraud routine If you ain't built, then don't (claim the team) Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no name, ain't no fee (Nah) Talk like you be outside (Cap) But I ain't seen no receipts (Facts) Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no rank, ain't no key (Nah) Tryna flex like you a boss (Hah) But your bitch just left with me (Skrrt!) I don't need no intro, they just know (They know) Walk up in the spot, get a pass like a GOAT (Facts) Your bitch in my DMs, yeah, she wrote (She slid) Said she love how I move, how I float (Too clean) Big stepper, every state I land in (Uh) I'm your plug's plug, he tappin' (Facts) Ain't no fake ones in my bracket (Nah) You ain't built for this, quit actin' (Boy stop) I ain't gotta talk, my name do numbers (Facts) Your team full of runners, my team full of stunners (Sheesh) Say you got weight? That shit look light (Hah) I spend what you flex on a slow-ass night (Damn) (City to city), they know what it is Walk like a king, take what I give Tried to keep up, (but you ran outta breath) I ain't just next-(I'm what's left) Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no name, ain't no fee (Nah) Talk like you be outside (Cap) But I ain't seen no receipts (Facts) Who are you to me? (Who?) Ain't no rank, ain't no key (Nah) Tryna flex like you a boss (Hah) But your bitch just left with me (Skrrt!)