T.I. - Who What When lyrics

[Meek Mill:] You gonna do somethin to Who (who), What (what), When (when). Never that, If they got a problem, Tell em call me we can settle that. Matter of fact, You ain't gotta them em, I'll tell em that (I'll tell em). And if these n***as trippin we gon slide down where they mother at. Ak-47 with the double strap, Got your sister at the funeral, Saying bring my rubber back. Ya'll n***as f**in with the wrong one Yea I gotta short temper, But I got a long gun Call the mac the chicken wing cause it got it's own drum I know these n***as sick of me Cause I done had a long run Countin all this money, f**in all these hoes. They was lookin at me funny When I pulled up in that rolls Ya'll good for talkin on Twitter (twitter) We good for sparkin on n***as (sparkin) Broad day, Walk up on a n***as have that homicide You gonna put the chopper on a n***a [Hook T.I.] Hey, you gon do somethin to Who, What, When. You say you want it with Who, What, When. Them shots come in with Who, What, When. You were sayin that to Who, What, Then, f** n***a Youd better get that f** sh** off your mind. Cause I'm a up that strap, You crossed the line. Cut these apples out you n***as startin spreadin the new. When I choose sh** on a corpse, Hide head with the two [T.I.:] Where you can find me, You can find me, At the top of the list. And if they ever let me in I ain't stoppin for sh**. See that motivation make you say I'm co*ky as sh**. Watever, f** it tell em s** and help part of my dick. Now a day, play, I coulda possibly get em, get paid. Get out the Maybach and go hop in the jet Know they hatin on the rise and the chilled I spin. In the Phantom, I'm lookin fly in whatever I'm in Mostly you big n***as soft like the Michelin man. When you see other n***as standin with a pencil in hand Carry me on stage rappin with my dick in my hand. Tryna distiguish the difference between a b**h and a fan Outa bed, rolled one homie, never again, Cause I sold dough once now I sell it again Fur weed 500, I sell it again Tell the mice mane win let the elfs keep sayin [Hook T.I.] Hey, you gon do somethin to Who, What, When. You say you want it with Who, What, When. Them shots come in with Who, What, When. You were sayin that to Who, What, Then, f** n***a Youd better get that f** sh** off your mind. Cause I'm a up that strap, You crossed the line. Cut these apples out you n***as startin spreadin the new. When I choose sh** on a corpse, Hide head with the two [Young Booke:] I'm ballin half around, half a jet, n***a pound for pound Only time we showin up, the shut this motha f**er down Ridin round in the Kia, no spare tires Chopper round shots fired, n***a flatlines zip came to it and keep the powder savoral. Drive bys on dirt bike with Meek Milli O. Crow rock shells, I bleach em and watch em fade away. And leave a n***a block, Wetter than a rainy day West beat Beavis when you scared to leave the crib. Guzzi and he inspired for some of the dolla mill. I'm worth mills and I beat a n***as a** still Ya'll n***as get wasted I ain't talkin spilled bills. School a hunt knox I'm a hate a cheetah. One ya a dick s**a get your head up with the nina And YM still strapped snookin with the cleava. Ya best bet: to run the other way when I see ya [Hook T.I.] Hey, you gon do somethin to Who, What, When. You say you want it with Who, What, When. Them shots come in with Who, What, When. You were sayin that to Who, What, Then, f** n***a Youd better get that f** sh** off your mind. Cause I'm a up that strap, You crossed the line. Cut these apples out you n***as startin spreadin the new. When I choose sh** on a corpse, Hide head with the two