Who Are You? (feat. Geko)
Who are you? Who are you
Who are you? Who are you
These streets, yeah, we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you? Why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
If I take hours to reply, baby, I'm just tryna trap hard
Plus I got these coppers on my back like a scratch card
I've had these feds on my case for a bit now
So I gotta watch what I'm putting in these rap bars
Girls like what they see and double tap like kitchen sink
Came from the curb, now I'm that certified gypsy link
All these girls in my DMs moving loose
It's amazing what they do for a rapper with a bit of ink
So mandem, stop wifing these hoes, we ain't finished yet
Your girl's got a wandering eye, I'm a intercept
If anyone's got anything to say, though
I'll take em out and smoke em, I ain't talking bout no cigarette
I'm the reason why your baby mama switched the bedding
Flexing with the general and now she wants a gypsy wedding
She says she wanna hold my Smith & Wesson, took her backstage
Now her hands are on a different weapon
These streets, yeah, we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
Who are you babe, you looking unfamiliar
Don't recognise your face, I'm trying to find out who you really are
Gypsy girl with a body like Beyonce
Don't take this the wrong way, I'm trying to get up into ya
I stay fly all the time, I'm surprised they ain't jet lagged
She a good girl, but she get attracted by these red flags
And I can see that you're taken and you got a man
And you're off limits, but I'm really trying to trespass
I know these streets, I've been living on this block since
Way back when, I was trapping on some hot shit
True say I know you ain't dealing with keys
But I seem to be ticking all your boxes
But this Ain't gonna be what you want it to be
I'm a thug babe, you'll never find lovin with me
Caveman flex, we still hunting for beef
I'm a real general man, I come from these streets
These streets, yeah we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
Gypsy gal feel my fury Tyson
Hips like python, got my ting rising
Cause baby girl I feel so alive and
Left wrist bidon rolly on my ting
Hold on
Who are you, who are you
Tell me where you from baby
Tell me for how long baby
Who are you, who are you
Come sing the song baby
These streets, yeah we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me I tell
Who are you? Who are you
These streets, yeah, we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you? Why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
If I take hours to reply, baby, I'm just tryna trap hard
Plus I got these coppers on my back like a scratch card
I've had these feds on my case for a bit now
So I gotta watch what I'm putting in these rap bars
Girls like what they see and double tap like kitchen sink
Came from the curb, now I'm that certified gypsy link
All these girls in my DMs moving loose
It's amazing what they do for a rapper with a bit of ink
So mandem, stop wifing these hoes, we ain't finished yet
Your girl's got a wandering eye, I'm a intercept
If anyone's got anything to say, though
I'll take em out and smoke em, I ain't talking bout no cigarette
I'm the reason why your baby mama switched the bedding
Flexing with the general and now she wants a gypsy wedding
She says she wanna hold my Smith & Wesson, took her backstage
Now her hands are on a different weapon
These streets, yeah, we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
Who are you babe, you looking unfamiliar
Don't recognise your face, I'm trying to find out who you really are
Gypsy girl with a body like Beyonce
Don't take this the wrong way, I'm trying to get up into ya
I stay fly all the time, I'm surprised they ain't jet lagged
She a good girl, but she get attracted by these red flags
And I can see that you're taken and you got a man
And you're off limits, but I'm really trying to trespass
I know these streets, I've been living on this block since
Way back when, I was trapping on some hot shit
True say I know you ain't dealing with keys
But I seem to be ticking all your boxes
But this Ain't gonna be what you want it to be
I'm a thug babe, you'll never find lovin with me
Caveman flex, we still hunting for beef
I'm a real general man, I come from these streets
These streets, yeah we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me ah tell
Gypsy gal feel my fury Tyson
Hips like python, got my ting rising
Cause baby girl I feel so alive and
Left wrist bidon rolly on my ting
Hold on
Who are you, who are you
Tell me where you from baby
Tell me for how long baby
Who are you, who are you
Come sing the song baby
These streets, yeah we come from there
Never seen you, you ain't from here
And I know everyone around the way
Who are you, why you in the town today
He said his girl was such a big fan
I told him take her home before we give her wisdom
We make money, money, we get gyal
Believe it's no lie, me I tell
Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Mcdonagh
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