T-BO - Who Is That? lyrics

rate me

[talking]

This year I'm telling you brah

I'm ahead of everybody in the industry

Like who is that, but I'm fin to tell y'all

You already know

[T-Bo]

When I drive by, they like who the fuck's the white guy

In the tight ride, with the tight bitches with the tight thighs

Shining so hard, blinding motherfuckers at night time

No mo' hustling, I'm paper stacking with these tight rhymes

Everytime I ride, them haters mugging me

Is it the rims or paint, or I'm just so lovely

You can find me right over there, where the thugs be

So if you ever cross me, shit could get ugly

That beat boom-blam, you know my ride has it

Candy paint flip more times, than a acrobatic

Just in case you thinking about, starting some static

I got a bitch that wants to meet you, Nina Ross automatic

Cause this year here, is only the beginning

Candy paint looks like it's dripping, when you see me pull up in it

I don't know the word lose dog, I'm all about winning

Ice grilling when I'm grinning, while my 20's keep on spinning come on

[Hook]

(Who is that)

In a brand new fo' do', candy Cadillac

(Who is that)

In the bed with your bitch, hitting that ass from the back

(Who is that)

In the Benz with the rims, boss bitches in the back

(Who is that)

Coming down truck pound, watch it slam and crack

[T-Bo]

I've been a all week shiner, ain't a damn thing changed

What the year we living in at, the price of cocaine

Kinda hard to drive, when you holding them thangs

And your bitch is in the front seat, giving me brain

I only fuck bout it bitches, that's off the hook

Infatuated with the way, that the back of they head look

Wanted for fucking bitches, call me the cookie crook

You don't believe me won't you ask me, how your cookie jar look

Man I can't help it, that I'm so god damn fly

And I caught your bitches eye, when I drove by

And your rims fucked up, and your paint looks dry

Can't say I blame your bitch, for not wanting to ride

Ain't from Texas, but I'm banging Screw

If you trying to play me close, I'm banging you

Bring your boys with you, and I'll bang them too

And drive off smiling, like it's the thang to do

[Hook]