Southside - WHO YOU THOUGHT? lyrics

[Chorus] Who the f** you thought I was? We riding through the city with some tommy guns We pull up on address we shoot with no practice get laid no mattress uh You talkin' that sh** we got extended clips that's attached to those tommy guns Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? [Verse 1] I swear if you show up tonight it is bound to get violent These guns loud, no silence They spray like a hydrant I got enough money that I could buy islands f** you mean? I am just really a god amongst men No I'm not washing my sins Yes I am guilty, I'd do it again And it doesn't depend Here my story begins I am not f**in' wit you I don't care how you do f** out my face Or I be whippin' those tanks Make your a** go to space Leave you dead with no trace [Chorus] Who the f** you thought I was? We riding through the city with some tommy guns We pull up on address we shoot with no practice get laid no mattress uh You talkin' that sh** we got extended clips that's attached to those tommy guns Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? [Verse 2] That "gang, gang, gang" sh** get on my nerves I should cop me a Porsche just to see me swerve

I see yo a** talkin' and barking, oh man here your door comes a knockin' It isn't that shocking, that I do a walk in and head mama's room Yeah This b**h better stop playin' Go super saiyan on her I get to my slaying I have her a** prayin' that she get to stayin', I call that Uber I told her a** please Get your a** steppin' just leave p**y wasn't good enough for ol' me [Chorus] Who the f** you thought I was? We riding through the city with some tommy guns We pull up on address we shoot with no practice get laid no mattress uh You talkin' that sh** we got extended clips that's attached to those tommy guns Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? [Bridge] I chop yo damn head off you done pissed my a** off you did I come to your house with a sawed and unload some shots off And blood stain your carpet I did [Chorus] Who the f** you thought I was? We riding through the city with some tommy guns We pull up on address we shoot with no practice get laid no mattress uh You talkin' that sh** we got extended clips that's attached to those tommy guns Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was? Who the f** you thought I was?