Who's This?

Check this out look They be like, "yo, who this?" Yo who this? Man, who this? Or they be like, "yo Ethan man I f*ck with your shit bro Ayy man I had no clue that you could spit though" But, you just surprised cuz of how light my skin tone When you say I'm fire, I be like, "man I been known" But I'm not tryna sound like a dick though But it gets old, hearing the same shit I been told Now they gon' say, "Ethan's getting a bit bold" But I've had dinner ready, y'all letting it get cold Look, taking my time they saying, "let's go bro" Hardly in the studio, even though it's my dojo Got the dope flow, now they thinking I'm Frozone Leave the Mike so cold, then offer snow cones cause I'm a Monster with the Inc pen, bozo Can't keep up, I'ma hit him with slow-mo I don't know how they be thinking I'm so so I can do this eyes closed, blindfolded like Gojo No feature, red cup, go it solo 500 up front, set the dough though Still, Lio Rush was a no-show, So if I see that f*ck, he getting jumped like a pogo And I've still not gotten what I'm owed, so I gotta drop a promo And I ain't gonna stop till I got him in a choke hold Hands boutta be around the neck, kinda like popped collars and a polo Oh no You think he gon' hear this? I hope so But he better hope that it don't blow Or he gon' get exposed for being a piece of faux gold But, I was a fan, ain't no faking from E I fucked with you in the ring. How they making you leave? Man, go back to wrestling, what you making ain't heat My advice is like money, you should take it from me Cause I basically pay for your shit EP too You wanna try denying this shit, then please do I got emails, I can send receipts too And I release them quicker than Vince released you, but Who this? Who's who? Who's this new kid who been Claiming he ain't losing On his got-something-to-prove shit On his I'm-the-best-to-do-it On his how come y'all ain't knew this shit? But I don't know who dude is... So who this? I'm just that guy that stands in the back with a iPhone, right swipe, scan for a bad chick The girl got drive like Danica Patrick I hit three times like man had a hat trick Tap, tap, tap, Only hit it when it's hot like a blacksmith Then she come back, like I hit it with some backspin, Mad quick Like I pulled back on elastics Sendin' ass pics on Snapchat She mad thick Let me get back on track quick Sometimes I can get a tad bit distracted My bad I was introducing all of Mankind To this Dude that Love rap Oh yeah I'm on my Cactus Jack shit Gotta keep an eye out for catfish Fakes in my Circle, I'ma block a few And don't think that I ain't watching too I got a view from the clouds like I'm Lakitu The cloud grey, storm cloud, I be shockin' dudes Lightning strikin' like Blanca do Street Fightin', M Bison I box a dude Wit' more bite than Mike Tyson, chompin' fools Ooooo Yeah, he be bitin' this shit, he be writin' this shit? He be nice with that shit You hear my boys, they be hypin' this shit and this shit goin' swell like I'm icin' that bitch on god Who this? Who's who? Who's this new kid who been Claiming he ain't losing On his got-something-to-prove shit On his I'm-the-best-to-do-it On his how come y'all ain't knew this shit? But I don't know who dude is... So who this? I said, "Who's this?" Who's who? Who's this new kid who been Claiming he ain't losing On his got-something-to-prove shit On his I'm-the-best-to-do-it On his how come y'all ain't knew this shit? But I don't know who dude is... So who this? Man who this?