WHO ELSE!

Loesoe goin' crazy

Yeah, yeah

Rollin' with the gang, who else?

Put that on my mom, who else?

Mama raised a don, who else?

Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?

Bitch be gone, who else?

Who my next victim? (bitch) you meet your demise

I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)

Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes

From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'

At the top eatin' five-star meals, I'm so high

I pop out in Celine and my draws Calvin Klein

Should I get the Cullinan or the lamb'? Can't decide

Call you niggas hella sweet like coconut pie

Hit the corner store, they like, "Hurry up and buy"

Hit the Louis store, spent like a smooth twenty-five

You know everywhere I go, bitch, I do it big time

At the drop of a dime, niggas drop like flies

Rollin' with the gang, who else?

Put that on my mom, who else?

Mama raised a don, who else?

Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?

Bitch, be gone, who else?

Who my next victim? (bitch) you meet your demise

I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)

Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes

From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin' (ayy)

Fifty mil' under my belt

They put a boy on a shelf

That smoke bad for your health

Ain't gettin' no money, better kill yourself (yeah)

La Ferrari (what?)

Half a milli' on a coupe, I'm sorry (skrrt)

Trip up the new Bugatti

Bitch, give me that sloppy toppy

That bitch eat salad, broccoli

Rich nigga miss silence

Ain't nobody bigger in the game, who else?

Ain't talkin' right, then you get left

Pulled up in the Rolls, I took her breath

Pussy-ass nigga, say it with your chest

Okay, I love Givenchy

She bad, get straight on the fenty

Was broke, but now I got plenty (yeah)

She done popped a lil' shroom with trippie (yeah, huh)

Rollin' with the gang, who else?

Put that on my mom, who else? (baow, gang)

Mama raised a don, who else?

Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?

Bitch, be gone, who else?

Who my next victim? (bitch) you meet your demise

I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)

Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes

From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'