WHOda1

Yeah

My cup gone, still can't sleep, twenty M's on my mind, I'm thinkin'
Bitch, you can count yo' hands, yo' feet, how many niggas that you met like me?
Hoe done went ghost, I still ain't seen her, soak this game lil' bro let it sink in
I don't know Rolling Stone but they know me though (swear to God)
Put me at plate make the hit like Jeter, I'm the only shark that's above sea level (yeah)
Green light his ass talkin' like a female (bop, bop, bop)
All my dollar signs blue like Sears (Ffft, beep)
Protectin' my oil, she been middle eastern, I can't even lie, man I like her she decent
I'm overseas water clear you can drink it, bitches ain't loyal they sneakin' and linkin'
Five thousand ain't shit to me, I sneeze it, I feel the M's in the air, Beanie Seagal
One's in the air, she entitled to keep it, can't have my heart, baby, take it or leave it
If I go broke everybody will tease me, fuckin' broke bitches, I just don't believe it
Just to get free, he will give the whole team up, fantasia he singin', but ain't really pleadin'
Is you the one fuckin'? Was scared of Lil Weezy

Who the 1? Who the 1?
Bitch, who the 1?
Who the 1? (Huh?)
Who the 1? (Tell me whatchu think though like), who the 1?
Bitch, who the 1? (Who the 1 you know?)
Who the 1?
Who the 1? (Whatchu think?)
Who the 1? (AP on my wrist, man)
You know who the fuck it is

L-O-V-E, these fuck niggas love hatin' on me
Money, weed, PT's my big three, fuck the Miami Heat (beat Miami bitch)
T-R-A-P, been sellin' work I was 'bout thirteen (trap, nigga)
Damn, that's captain save-a-hoe
Look in the sky it's a bird, it's a plane (it's a bird, it's a plane)
Look, little mama I know what you sayin'
My hoodie Jose but I'm not a saint
Don't make me give yo' lil' hoe to the game
She get on that PJ her phone ain't gon' ring
You wit' us or not ain't no in between
All my bitches thick ain't no Coi Lerays
You a grown man but got feminine ways
She got a whole nigga, still tattin' my name
L-O-V-E, these fuck niggas love hating on me
T-R-A-P, I ain't new to this, this shit in my genes
She just a freak link, fucked up skate, had to hit the Lil Weez'
R-O-C-K, gotta rock out on our opps as soon as we meet
Money, weed, PT's, my big 3 can be Curry, KD
Deebo, Smokey, niggas always talk shit when I leave
Prostitutes grabbin' on my arm, gotta keep trick up my sleeve
No Blake, trippin' on my wealth, fuckin' around wit' Dominique

Who the 1? Who the 1?
Who the 1?
Girl, Who the 1?
Who the 1?
Girl, Who the 1?
Who the 1? Who the 1?
Girl, Who the 1?
Who the 1? Gangerski

What the fuck goin' on?
It's good, you can leave it like that