Ted Ma**ena - Who The f** lyrics

Hit the Steam roller Versace controller Got blow in the bag Like I need to throw up Oh that's your girl I heard that y'all broke up She strip and play & poker f** up your party It's supposed to get tore up Counting dough up I'm bout to blow up Running the trap I'm not whipping the soda I be smoking that loud You be smelling the odor Not 21 But I'm telling her pour up Up in the club f**ing it up Go head and do you Get drunk as you want I got something prove And nothing lose So I'm showing you up Im always getting spotted like a lazer on me Board shorts with a blazer on me n***as hating on me b**hes waiting on me Making this paper , So I'm Caking homie f** how you feel about it Or what you think about it My b**h exotic I switch the drivers On different islands My b**h designer Straight 69er It's a different genre I'm the headliner n***as rushing sh** Like Svetlana Drink fine china In the path finder Riding these tracks like an AMtrack If you wanna meet the best I am that I wish I could tuck I could with these n***as but they can't rap And honestly I can't stand that