Who Is He?

Turban round my neck They like who is he I been making money I just stay lowkey Running up them digits like I'm Master P Smoke one to the face now I cant feel a thing Choppas many choppas Yeah we point it at your face We point it at the oppas Boy you know you is a rat You sing just like that opera Told my brothers no new niggas I dont want them around us they cant stop us Mad men Im the type to throw you In the trash can Im the type to make it You the type to talk about back then Told my momma imma make it I cant be no has been Yeah yeah I cant be no aye Billion dollar nigga I promise imma get one Bitches in my DMs close my eyes I might pick one Clout glasses on yeah they put me in my zone Imma take my brother side If he right or wrong Turban round my neck They like who is he I been making money I just stay lowkey Running up them digits like I'm Master P Smoke one to the face now I cant feel a thing Choppas many choppas Yeah we point it at your face We point it at the oppas Boy you know you is a rat You sing just like that opera Told my brothers no new niggas I dont want them around us they cant stop us Turban round my neck They like who is he I been making money I just stay lowkey Running up them digits like Im Master P Thats probably why these niggas envy me I dont let that lame shit get to me I be smoking gas I dont sip no lean Wanna see my face up on these magazines He cant f*ck with me thats blasphemy I'll little boy that nigga hang him off the balcony Bitch I'm high as hell off the earth I feel like Hermes Middle finger up to any bitch who tried to curve me Oh her booty fat Oh my god it look like Kirby Heard Im getting money Oh my god they wanna hurt me Heard I'm getting money Oh my god she wanna slurp me Hop up in my coupe and I go fast Im getting sturdy Yeah