CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Who Next
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
I don't chat
Aha
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back
My b*t*h 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 n***a, we don't chat, n***a
We don't rap n***a, Fendi facts, that's a fact, n***a
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, f**k you say? Where they at?
My b*t*h stack so thick, half of that, give me back
My b*t*h calves so rich, f**k a rat, piggyback
To my sections so lit, twenty chicks, fifty rack
She blow the bag so quick, like gimme this, gimme that, b*t*h
Keep the backpack raps, I'm like Kendrick and Cole
Ain't you n***as is different, y'all like b*t*hes 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, f**k your b*t*h in my row
I ain't no Afrojack, I'm more like Aloe Blacc
b*t*h, I need dollars
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (Go Flacko, go Flacko)
My b*t*h 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, b*t*h)
(Shut the f**k 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 sh*t, sh*t
It's unfortunate and sh*t, sh*t
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 b*t*h do my plaits for me
Bad b*t*h 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
b*t*h, I need dollars
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (Go Flacko, go Flacko)
My b*t*h 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, b*t*h)
(Shut the f**k up)
Yeah-yeah
I don't chat
Aha
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back
My b*t*h 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 n***a, we don't chat, n***a
We don't rap n***a, Fendi facts, that's a fact, n***a
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, f**k you say? Where they at?
My b*t*h stack so thick, half of that, give me back
My b*t*h calves so rich, f**k a rat, piggyback
To my sections so lit, twenty chicks, fifty rack
She blow the bag so quick, like gimme this, gimme that, b*t*h
Keep the backpack raps, I'm like Kendrick and Cole
Ain't you n***as is different, y'all like b*t*hes 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, f**k your b*t*h in my row
I ain't no Afrojack, I'm more like Aloe Blacc
b*t*h, I need dollars
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (Go Flacko, go Flacko)
My b*t*h 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, b*t*h)
(Shut the f**k 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 sh*t, sh*t
It's unfortunate and sh*t, sh*t
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 b*t*h do my plaits for me
Bad b*t*h 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
b*t*h, I need dollars
My b*t*h ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (Go Flacko, go Flacko)
My b*t*h 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, b*t*h)
(Shut the f**k up)
