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Who's That!?
by Warlock Jones
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Jones pullin' up in a tactile truck
See the back light up when you taste my dust
Lickin' backwoods like a termite
Trust that a man gon buss down hard
Til I break my clutch, rake your guts
Charmander, when I flame up
And I burn and I smoke them Tufts
I land on bars that are so robust
can't break out, won't be easy
Tell a man issa no chance, it's creepy
Finna ban all of dem crooks, they measly
Runnin' man, when they check, who got the keys to the game
In the pocket of their Gucci three-piece, Yeah
Put that shit on my CV, feelin' like a wise old ape, Rafiki
So much weed in a supreme sock, that shit be lookin' like tweenies
Who's that?
Man with a past in rock and trap start drilling,
Finna make bank with a bang and bounce so hard
Don't need no fill-in
One bad chick throws back that ass in the back of the cab
Thong cut Brazilian
Lotta men thought that I'd never get past them but I outlasted
Them with resilience
Just like that, talk smack
You get knocked in the head, take a nap like Snorlax
Run a man cash, cuz I want full bags
Big brain villain, fillin' my cortex
No context needed when the boi raps
Cuz you just got grained by the heat and
You can't deny you might start to fight the feelin
But you had demands and I meet them
Who's that?
Get whiplash from bouncin' heavy
Who's that?
120 on the dash steady
Who's that?
Dropped the mask, you knew that already, but
Who's that? Who's that? Who's that?
Who's that?
He gon crash into trends
They gon ask: Who's that?
Blind to facts till the end
I ain't mad though
He just that cold, Yeah
I'll get em back yo
One punch when I hit em Saitama
Yeah
Booth feel like a sauna
Drippin' on Digimon-esque attire like a shaman
Still she tappin' me down
Like I'm smugglin' the cannabis, I'm venomous and bite like a Chihuahua
Huh
But I'm just a Gentlemen and tryna do her better than her last lover
Stay cool, but the flow lava
Pullin' my sword and say "En Garde!"
Been a tough road like in Mario Kart
Still crawlin' like I'm Linkin Park
Conjure vibes like I'm named Jafar
Drippin' so much that shit start pearlin'
Shiftin' gears, hear the wheels start turnin'
Whippin' up spells, I'm a beardless Merlin
Might as well do this in German
F-Fick auf dich und auf all deine Haus Maus Rhymes
Ja, Bro das whack shit
Ich brauch kein Blitzlicht schick dich back zu Mama
Autogram gibt's nicht
Immer noch flex ich mit meinen Tats und ich shoot mit'm Flow unersetzlich
Raste aus und die Schaltung rastet ein
Die Polizei Checkts nicht
Never show lack of respect
Huh
Full stop
Gotta know how to react
To the mountain top
Of rap cuz from your standpoint it might look steep
Hugh Jackman battlin magneto
Or venom cuz I might get em, get cut like denim
I make them bleed, yeah
Who's that?
Get whiplash from bouncin' heavy
Who's that?
120 on the dash steady
Who's that?
Dropped the mask, you knew that already, but
Who's that? Who's that? Who's that?
Who's that?
He gon crash into trends
They gon ask: Who's that?
Blind to facts till the end
I ain't mad though
He just that cold, Yeah
I'll get em back yo
Jones pullin' up in a tactile truck
See the back light up when you taste my dust
Lickin' backwoods like a termite
Trust that a man gon buss down hard
Til I break my clutch, rake your guts
Charmander, when I flame up
And I burn and I smoke them Tufts
I land on bars that are so robust
can't break out, won't be easy
Tell a man issa no chance, it's creepy
Finna ban all of dem crooks, they measly
Runnin' man, when they check, who got the keys to the game
In the pocket of their Gucci three-piece, Yeah
Put that shit on my CV, feelin' like a wise old ape, Rafiki
So much weed in a supreme sock, that shit be lookin' like tweenies
Who's that?
Man with a past in rock and trap start drilling,
Finna make bank with a bang and bounce so hard
Don't need no fill-in
One bad chick throws back that ass in the back of the cab
Thong cut Brazilian
Lotta men thought that I'd never get past them but I outlasted
Them with resilience
Just like that, talk smack
You get knocked in the head, take a nap like Snorlax
Run a man cash, cuz I want full bags
Big brain villain, fillin' my cortex
No context needed when the boi raps
Cuz you just got grained by the heat and
You can't deny you might start to fight the feelin
But you had demands and I meet them
Who's that?
Get whiplash from bouncin' heavy
Who's that?
120 on the dash steady
Who's that?
Dropped the mask, you knew that already, but
Who's that? Who's that? Who's that?
Who's that?
He gon crash into trends
They gon ask: Who's that?
Blind to facts till the end
I ain't mad though
He just that cold, Yeah
I'll get em back yo
One punch when I hit em Saitama
Yeah
Booth feel like a sauna
Drippin' on Digimon-esque attire like a shaman
Still she tappin' me down
Like I'm smugglin' the cannabis, I'm venomous and bite like a Chihuahua
Huh
But I'm just a Gentlemen and tryna do her better than her last lover
Stay cool, but the flow lava
Pullin' my sword and say "En Garde!"
Been a tough road like in Mario Kart
Still crawlin' like I'm Linkin Park
Conjure vibes like I'm named Jafar
Drippin' so much that shit start pearlin'
Shiftin' gears, hear the wheels start turnin'
Whippin' up spells, I'm a beardless Merlin
Might as well do this in German
F-Fick auf dich und auf all deine Haus Maus Rhymes
Ja, Bro das whack shit
Ich brauch kein Blitzlicht schick dich back zu Mama
Autogram gibt's nicht
Immer noch flex ich mit meinen Tats und ich shoot mit'm Flow unersetzlich
Raste aus und die Schaltung rastet ein
Die Polizei Checkts nicht
Never show lack of respect
Huh
Full stop
Gotta know how to react
To the mountain top
Of rap cuz from your standpoint it might look steep
Hugh Jackman battlin magneto
Or venom cuz I might get em, get cut like denim
I make them bleed, yeah
Who's that?
Get whiplash from bouncin' heavy
Who's that?
120 on the dash steady
Who's that?
Dropped the mask, you knew that already, but
Who's that? Who's that? Who's that?
Who's that?
He gon crash into trends
They gon ask: Who's that?
Blind to facts till the end
I ain't mad though
He just that cold, Yeah
I'll get em back yo