Who You Be (feat. YDN Brando)

Ayy, who you be, bitch Bitch, I'm that nigga that's gon' keep it P, bitch G-W-T shit, bitch Don't want it, no All of that is junk Ayy, girl, I'm a sheisty, slimy dude Might just sign, 10-17 I'm screamin' who want smoke Walkin' down, just like NLE Ayy, I be ballin' hard My fans screamin' like I'm Eddie Feel like a juvenile with this heat I'm comin' 400 degrees Told you she goin' out The ego, you check that low She with me Ayy, I'm startin' to think that I'm anemic Does my heart cold You think I'd give a f*ck if you leave Bitch, you got replaced like last week I smoked the Cupid in two hours Must feel like they got they ass back Ayy, I don't know why you think you could f*ck with me I'm too young to turnt to be beat I stand at 6'1", 250 pounds, so you know I'm bound to squash B Bitch, who you be Said she wanna party with me, but she can't even get into V Get left on the street Now she wanna call my phone like I thought she was fuckin' with me Damn Ayy, it's alright, cause once I blow, we might can't do it right Ayy, I be standin' on business Push a P, little bitch, I'm pushin' pipe Ayy, I need to use no pen to write this shit, and I'm still gon' do it right If you f*ck with YDN or GWT, we might just take your life Ayy, bitch, I'm the king of my city, but I'll still finesse a nigga if I got to You said you got a blink, and it got a switch Well, guess what, nigga I got two Words for all these niggas that think of GWT as they keepin' it P Put your middle fingers up and tell that motherfucker it's f*ck you If you got Obama, YDN, or GWT, then it's f*ck you Yeah, and anything that you stand for Ayy, if you can't tell we destined, I'ma keep spittin' till you understand more I'm off that TP and that rock I'll give your bitch some cotton and kick her out like landlord Ayy, bitch, I wake up in the morning, fire the blunt I'm fiendin' where the sluts Ayy, this bitch said that she was scared to f*ck, so I punched dick in the gut My screen shows they front line, or someone posted in the cut If the niggas catch you lackin' on the block, your ass gon' have to duck Nigga, y'all got me feelin' my heart Keep dissin' on Brendo That's a bet Let's play a game called duck, duck, duck You duck while I see how many shots you can catch Ayy, bitch, I'ma be the obstacle You can't be my artist You draw my weapon like sketch That's the rap for all the dogs Bitch, I'll treat you like a bone, and I gon' throw him the bitch Ayy, you know this trick, and I'm totin' this lethal I'm shootin' that shit like a free throw Run to the door, you get hit through the peephole I swear I don't f*ck with your people I got that Italy chopper flow, shotter flow Knock the hoes down like a game of that Domino's I'm on the vibe that we sippin' that downy dough He call me like Vamonos Ayy, who you be, bitch I'm that nigga that's gon' keep it peep I thought I told you niggas back up front that you can't f*ck with me Ayy, Brendo's passive, that's gon' be a hit That shit is guaranteed I love my life, and bitch, I love my ice I'm so GWT Get with the team, come f*ck with me Pretty bitches drop down to your knees Ain't gotta say, please, they eat it, baby I told you I was gon' let you squeeze On the knees, I can pinch you before he go cookin and teach you, you niggas the same I was gon' get it, that shit was determined My cop a Mercedes to flex in that dreamer Bitch, huh, uh Ayy, who am I That's that finessin', nigga Always keep it peep Ayy, what I did Ayy, I might run the streets, and then I flip a beat Bitch, who is you Ayy, I don't know that bitch But she can't get in with me I said, bitch Finesse Ayy, who am I That's that finessin', nigga Always keep it peep Ayy, who is you Ayy, I don't know that bitch But she can't get with me But what I do Ayy, I might flip a beat, and then I run the streets Finesse GWT shit, bitch Yeah I'm gang