D. Rich - Who Dat lyrics

[Verse] I'm the type of n***a 100 shots in the Glock You the type of n***a get smacked by a thot I'm getting all this cash, I remember selling crack Now I got the money, now I got the sack I can buy your building n***a, I can buy your sack Since I don't ride no Lexus, I pull up in a Lexus Shooting at you n***as and them bullets sound like Nexus I don't stop for n***as, I'm too busy pa**ing Why they keep saying bang? I don't even know That's that old Sosa, Bang 3 a hoe I'll leave a hoe, before I beat a hoe Pull up so fast cause I'm illegal, hoe Smoking on this Tooka, blowing this sh** like a fan Go head and unplug the system and I ain't done playing If you can't comprehend, this chopper make you understand Just like the Bezel Boys, stacks in rubber bands Stop that sneak dissing boy, your p**y a** a fan Treat you like a brick, and wrap you in Saran She say she wanna f**, I can't, she let me know you can Pull up in a van, leave a n***a canned That mean you can't see, bullets dunk on you, KD I give a b**h a fix, call me Doctor KC What's up in this, Otto? Is Jojo in KC? I mean KC in Jojo cause this b**h play crazy Getting all this money, got my heart in this sh** That b**h is a thot, you put your heart in the b**h Soowoo rap, I put my car in this sh** Crip rap b**h, got the cuz in this b**h Fill em up with slugs just because of this sh** I'ma nasty a** n***a, wanna nut on a b**h b**h I'm so contagious, I can't hug on a b**h Treat your face like a table and put cups on your sh** I got silencer, I'm not a damn lick I got dogs but I'm not a damn vet Get a hammer and a nail and come and hit you in your sh** Should've got all platinum j**elry cause this sh** looks piss Tell her to hop off while your b**h on my co*k She say her man a fan, get that man off my car 'Fore I tie your a** up and hold you for some money I know he ain't got it, I was doing it for fun I'm smoking hella blunts and got court next month I'ma hit GNC, Detox, yes sir I'm just having fun cause I got it out the mud But I still squeeze the gun, n***a tryna run Paper plate the n***a, lay these bullets right on 'em Shooting shots for days, got the semi right on 'em Set the alarm in this b**h, hope the police coming I'ma be gone when they get here, they don't own me nothing I gave your a** a pa** when I saw you and your niece 20 year old lil sister, I'ma f** the b**h for free Bang bang your way, you'll be ducking shells for free When I wake up and go to sleep, the only time I'm on my knees Chopping up the tre, that really mean peace Getting placements with these shells, like a n***a shopping beats Screamin' out this Gucci time, like the n***a Swizz Beatz Smack the b**h cause she ain't call me So, this dumb hoe called me Keefie She called 100 times but I didn't answer This b**h ain't sh** but a freaky pink panther Cuz say this sh** right here is gon' go crazy He talking out his neck, hit 'em in his Adam, no Stacy You p**y boy, go and play some little hopscotch I draw out this Glock on your block, haha The silencer go pew pew pew pew, ready to shot, grrah Hear the cops, the car go skrr skrr skrr skrr, won't get caught tonight Two thousand dollar plane ticket, gotta catch a flight Like I'm a 6 and you a 1, aye, send a n***a kite Rocking all my ice and I'm pouring up the pints Where I am I'll never be, b**h I'm throwing up the gates Bang