Guess Who It Is

[Intro]

Yeah

This the part of the muthafucking game right here

We start diving in the end zone on y'all niggas

Cause we kicking y'all muthafucking ass like that nigga, yea

Aye what up nigga

My niggas moving in the Marina and shit

We fucking with the white people now

Niggas is making dates fucking tennis and shit nine in the morning

The fuck I'm talking about

And y'all niggas wanna talk about this...maaaan I ain't even fucking talk about that shit, nigga

We got bigger shit going on

Yeah

Uh

Lets get into it

[Verse]

Guess who's bizzack, you steal hand cracking my songs

I'll beat your ass with the back of my phone

Joe Pesci on the West beat, I'm Keyshawn at SC

I ball so much that I might just win an ESPY

I'm feeling like the next me, my video is next week

I'm so sucker free but theses niggas is trying to next me, ew

Gucci and a rack, so why would I battle rap

When girls see me out and be like oooou where my camera at

Niggas in the club I'm like ummm where my hammer at

I ain't for the stupid shit, I just want to handle that

Models in the throttle on Porsches with four horses

Telling the French waiter like man I need more oysters

The things I indulge in y'all dudes ain't exposing

Pinocchio ass niggas don't even stick your nose in, oh

Mr. Kennedy, titian like Tennessee

Not licensed to be fighting like Tyson I'm off this Hennessy

Smooth like Emmitt be

Nigga that wore twenty-three

Forty five and nine once

Summer time is mine but

It's gon be a slight chill, liking how my life feel

Them other dudes don't kill it but the nigga on the mic will

South Beach, might chill, Daygo, I may go

You ain't even see how we connected like legos

You ain't even see I was bout to exit like Mase though

Right after the check cleared

You might not see me next year, shit

I've been a baller like Ben Baller

Fuck running for it, nigga I've been in office

I'm huge in July, I'm big in August

I'm ready to die, nigga I'm BIG in all this

Rap rebel shit, you ain't on my level bitch

The government is handing out coke so you better peddle it

The bar got a couple of cases I'm trying to settle it

Gold card go hard

My old bitch rock Goyard

My new bitch drink Old E

Bamboos, gold teeth

In five, four seats

Spikezz, color feet, please

I'm so often, holier than gold crosses

Niggas know me I'm so Slauson from Leimert park to Boston

Bean town to the Bronx I'm senile with the ugh

Back in 05 I would freestyle in some dunks

But now I ride around with me now in the truck

Yelling get out the way my nigga it's me now in the front

I'm bout to buy a Porsche put the cheese down in a month

Like come out the house ma that's me down in the front

I grinds like pepper, with dimes like Hefner

Might take you out to eat but the wine is like extra

I'm trying like catcher from behind like catchers

But things never seem to be aligned like Tetris

Yo girl mine like the West is

She say I'm so sick and she trying not to catch it

But I ride like a Lexus

Her body is like oh god and I'm trying not to bless it

I'm on fire where the exit

Dom is like a whole fucking choir with a message

Some nice attire when I'm stepping

My right side nice but I'm flyer on the left one

They say Im flyer than the Jetsons

Mesh Gucci loafs, niggas admire the selection, Yeah

[Outro]

Leimert ain't QB but still I'm never shook

Dom Kennedy is like little brother with better hooks

No castles just better crooks nigga

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