Who Next (feat. Juicy J)

Yeah

Yeah-yeah

I don't chat

Aha

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back

My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap

My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (Benz)

I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat

Crunchy black nigga, we don't chat, nigga

We don't rap nigga, fendi facts, that's a fact, nigga

That's some facts and some rap, come in action-packed

Black on black, fendi black, what did I say?

That's a fact, ah, I don't lack, ah

Check my stats, ah, it's more than rap, ah

Off the matte, ah, but now I'm back, ah

It's all that chat, fuck you say? Where they at?

My bitch stack so thick, half of that, give me back

My bitch calves so rich, fuck a rat, piggyback

To my sections so lit, twenty chicks, fifty rack

She blow the bag so quick, like gimme this, gimme that, bitch

Keep the backpack raps, I'm like kendrick and cole

Ain't you niggas is different, y'all like bitches and hoes

Put them work in the corner just to fit in them clothes

Never fit and never since I used to sit in the cold

Had the vision before, yeah, the vision was gold

I'ma pimp and a stroll, fuck your bitch in my row

I ain't no afrojack, I'm more like aloe blacc

Bitch, I need dollars

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (go flacko, go flacko)

My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap (go flacko, go flacko)

My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (go flacko, go flacko)

I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat (go flacko, go flacko, bitch)

(Shut the fuck up)

Ah, yeah

In the gym like I'm hercules

Keep the circle strong like im circulis

No squares with us, that's isosceles

That's the old money, like it's obsolete

More money than monopoly

Get awarded money the new nominee

On the honor roll no cap and gown

Slow your roll, keep the cappin' down

Play your holy down, now they claiming that they know you now

All the naysayers that ain't see it in you wanna show you how they believed it and support you now and shit, shit

It's unfortunate and shit, shit

Read 'em like a fortune, want a piece of the fortune

All the fast money, it will slow you down

Need a Bad Bunny just to hold me down

And a babes bunny just to walk around with

Walk around the whole town for me

No cab money, no backlit

Won't act funny, just cheese cake

And bag money on the bag end and it's back money

I'm into her so there so such thing as bad press or bad money

On that note, I'm good money

My hood bitch do my [?] for me

Bad bitch got a tat' on me

Told her next time better tat' money

No funny money, no al bundy

I ain't no afrojack, I'm more like aloe blacc

Bitch, I need dollars

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (go flacko, go flacko)

My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap (go flacko, go flacko)

My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (go flacko, go flacko)

I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat (go flacko, go flacko, bitch)

(Shut the fuck up)