Who That

Yeah, uh, aw yeah, uh
Bohan, MIYACHI, what's good, baby?
Like, who that? Like, who that? Uh, yeah

Too many rappers doing too much 'cause they all want it to happen too fast
Truthfully backwards and it's too bad that they all only wanna get a few bags
Ain't no problem I don't blame 'em but I ain't them nah 'cause I want it to last
And I aim to fuck the game up, bring my name up, got 'em wondering like, who that? (Ha)
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
I pull up, like who dat?
I kill shit, like who dat?
Miss me wit the bullshit, true dat (Yeah)
No more Mr. Nice Guy, true dat (Yeah)
I hit 'em with the new shit, true dat (Bohan)
Oh yeah, but you already knew that

Put me on stage
Gimme the mic, and get the fuck out my face
Mr. Overseas, don't get caught in my waves
When I'm coming down the court, get the fuck out my way
Never played ball, but I'm feeling like J
Hit that record and I'm scoring all day
I was this raw back up in them hallways
Shit, I been running this shit like an All State
All across states and across borders
Honestly, the rest of y'all bored us
They say money talk, but ya money dumb, and we hella smart so ya money can't afford us
Heartbeat like 500 Horses
Nah, I ain't talking about Porsches
Young G looking so gorgeous, got them feeling nauseous know they can't ignore this, nah, nah (Yeah)

Too many rappers doing too much 'cause they all want it to happen too fast
Truthfully backwards and it's too bad that they all only wanna get a few bags
Ain't no problem I don't blame 'em but I ain't them nah 'cause I want it to last
And I aim to fuck the game up, bring my name up, got 'em wondering like, who that? (Ha)
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
I pull up, like who dat?
I kill shit, like who dat?
Miss me wit the bullshit, true dat
No more Mr. Nice Guy, true dat
I hit 'em with the new shit, true dat (It's MIYACHI, bitch)
Oh yeah, but you already knew that (Yeah)

Started up a dirty young fool
Was bullied in the yard they said, "What you gon' do?"
Doobie in the room, I threw the beat a one two
Told 'em I'ma find way to drop a dookie on you
Now I'm lookin' at you crazy when you talkin' like, who?
These rappers wanna dabble like they in a fondue
Dude be always braggin' 'bout a bag uh keep it calm, cool
See the way to make a milli' take a million moves
Oversee 'em in a Lear, let us switch maps
God level drippin' white like a bitch back
Busy ever since the Buddha gettin' gift wrapped
So aggressive, every demo like a diss track
I'm with Bo' we got the visa for this trip back
And my VISA got your GF with her shit packed
Asian leader with the missile on a dispatch
Gettin ill, can't believe it when I push that, detonate and sit back

Too many rappers doing too much 'cause they all want it to happen too fast
Truthfully backwards and it's too bad that they all only wanna get a few bags
Ain't no problem I don't blame 'em but I ain't them nah 'cause I want it to last
And I aim to fuck the game up, bring my name up, got 'em wondering like, who that? (Ha)
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
I pull up, like who dat?
I kill shit, like who dat?
Miss me wit the bullshit, true dat
No more Mr. Nice Guy, true dat
I hit 'em with the new shit, true dat
Oh yeah, but you already knew that