Bitch Who

[Intro]

[Chorus]

He ain't really from that block (Bitch who?)

He ain't really getting that guap (Bitch who?)

He ain't on top (Bitch who?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded?

He ain't really got it like that (Bitch who?)

I bet he gon' be quiet after that (Bitch who?)

That nigga's shit wack (Bitch you?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded?

[Verse 1]

Gangsters all sport just look

Shook, who me? I've never been nothing of the sort

Want the title? Buck for it, it's yours

Getting ignored 'cause you so piss-poor

Forced me to pull, kick doors, need mine on time

You could be sure shawty's gonna shine, trust

Left niggas in the dust, Trap Muzik

Try to let you catch up, but you niggas just suck, bad

Fall short, not enough swag

So I had to give you niggas so much gas

Get a maid costume and a broom 'cause you finna get

Swept off your feet tryna step up to me

I'll put your ass Down Under if it's left up to me

Like boomerangs and kangaroos, now tell me I ain't a fool

Stack money like jewels

Let a nigga take something from me, I refuse, who?

I'm so cool, rock my jewels wherever

Rob me? Dude, I dare ya

Have ya hats in a box and ya soul in the air

Say your prayers and say hello to Laya

[Chorus]

He ain't really from that block (Bitch who?)

He ain't really getting that guap (Bitch who?)

He ain't on top (Bitch who?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded?

He ain't really got it like that (Bitch who?)

I bet he's gon' keep it quiet after that (Bitch who?)

That nigga's shit wack (Bitch you?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded? (Nigga!)

[Verse 2]

I hate you be comparing my shit to theirs, dare and try

Don't even think it's fair that guy could breathe the same air as I

I'm out there, way left field like Jamiroquai

Pharaoh fly, running chicks in and out the Merriott

They come get served then leave like a carry-out

Restaurant, resembling some young Gloria Estefans

Listen, one, don't violate or I annihilate

Opposition out of play, hatin' I don't tolerate

Came out the gates dead serious

Ain't a lot changed since then, atop the top ten

God favors me like I'm without sin, go figure

Get bigger every year, still the same old nigga

Money don't change no nigga

You started out a lame and get fame, but you the same hoe nigga

Ain't no flow sicker, everything I made dumb, crazy

Deranged insane I say

[Chorus]

He ain't really from that block (Bitch who?)

He ain't really getting that guap (Bitch who?)

He ain't on top (Bitch who?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded?

He ain't really got it like that (Bitch who?)

I bet he's gon' keep it quiet after that (Bitch who?)

That nigga's shit wack (Bitch you?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded? (Nigga!)

[Verse 3]

I woke up this morning, I jumped up

I heard some wack music, what the fuck?

I guess these niggas Gumped up

I wish some fuck niggas knuckle up

'Cause we done slaughtered niggas every year

Bought the cleanest, all our tears

Park the Chargers over there, park Ferraris over here

Niggas never been a pimp, all they's really been a square

And I dare a nigga try to run the cap, aim for the chair-

Man, what? We got them rifles and we Tali-

Ban, and we break it in like the Mexi-

Cans, stacks on me, boy, I got them heavy

Pants, strap on me, nigga I make you do that

Dance, you playing with the Godfather Trilogy

Y'all boys ain't never seen my squad in a century

Wrong move, so I hit you with a penalty

This non-profit, nigga, westside ministry

[Chorus]

He ain't really from that block (Bitch who?)

He ain't really getting that guap (Bitch who?)

He ain't on top (Bitch who?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded?

He ain't really got it like that (Bitch who?)

I bet he's gon' keep it quiet after that (Bitch who?)

That nigga's shit wack (Bitch you?) I beg your pardon

You bumped your fucking head? Is you retarded? (Nigga!)

[Outro]