[Lyric] Who is You? (RNS Smoke)

[Intro]

I get that bag, who is you?
We get that bag, who is you?
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)


[Hook]

I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’
I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’

[Verse 1]

I always been wit the crew (Yeah)
I tell em to shoot they gon shoot
Hit yo lil bro and hit you
Caught me sum bodies thats two
Dont give a fuck who is you
Pull up wit da choppas we shoot (Shoot)
I got the foreign im zoomin’
Yall boys is broke, you dont do shit (Nah)
I been ballin like I hoop (Ya)
Spittin the bars in the booth (Yeah)
Homies they beasts from the zoo (Ya)
Rest in peace pop he the woo (Woo)
Said she a freak, what she do?
She eat that dick up like food (Ya)
Take her on a trip to a cruise
Got a problem you know where I am (ah)
[Hook]

I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’
I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’

[Verse 2]

Look at my wrist stay on freeze (Yeah)
Check out this shit, lookin cool
Pull up on opps bringin heat (Heat)
Always been keepin’ the tool
Flippin’ this crack like a burger
Bitch I got it on my own, I deserve it
Said he could drill, why he lookin’ nervous
New whip, call me boogie, swervin’
New bitch, the old one a cheater, she hurtin
New drip, ice cold, keep a heater, car german
You can not rap go and learn it
I got the burner, my furnace (hah)

[Hook]
I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin up in the stu’
I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’

[Verse 3]

I gettin’ money who you? (Ya)
You gettin nuthin’ who you? (Who?)
I stack these racks I be stuntin’
You is a fake you been frontin’ (Frontin’)
Hit it then leave her, fuck it (Hah)
King of my city, I run it (Yeah)
We from the jungle, huntin’ (Yeah)
Bling on my neck, thats a hunnid’ (Yaa)
Bitch I’m the boss call me gotti (Got em’)
Go get ya girl she a thotty (Yeah)
They askin’ who did it? I shot him (Yuh)
They ask where he go? I got him (Gone)
Stop stalkin’ my page you a creep (Creep)
I keep some racks on my feet (Yeah)
Neva stoppin the grind, we gotta eat
Check how I murdered this beat (Ah)
[Hook]

I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin up in the stu’
I get that bag who is you (You)
We get that bag who is you (You)
Rhymes is sick like the flu (Yeah)
We cookin’ up in the stu’