who the fuck are you - luke o'conner lyrics
[chorus]
oo oo, i ain’t heard of you
oo oo, who the f*ck are you?
oo oo, sh*t is gon’ be poppin
i ain’t talkin practice, listen to the rap b*tch
i come from missoura, i come from the city
tell me where the bread is, tryna to get like 50
tryna to get a mansion, put up in the hills
i come from trappin’, switched it now i’m lit
i could no longer discuss it, b*tch, cause i’m lit
got to many sauces, b*tch, cause i’m lit
‘scape from the cops too much, i’m supposed to be here
i don’t care if it flops, i’m tellin’ you just how it is
[verse]
i came from the gutter, i came from the trenches
i ain’t gotta mention, smokin’ on the benches
put it out can’t do that, put it up man hit this
run up in yo’ house, we jumping fences
runnin from the b*tches, it’s a game of inches
tryna to get my mom rich, she raisin’ more than six kids
dad’s a alcoholic, so i gotta risk it
comin’ from the loop, i know you get it
[chorus]
oo oo, i ain’t heard of you
oo oo, who the f*ck are you?
oo oo, sh*t is gon’ be poppin
i ain’t talkin practice, listen to the rap b*tch
i come from missoura, i come from the city
tell me where the bread is, tryna to get like 50
tryna to get a mansion, put up in the hills
i come from trappin’, switched it now i’m lit
i could no longer discuss it, b*tch, cause i’m lit
got to many sauces, b*tch, cause i’m lit
‘scape from the cops too much, i’m supposed to be here
i don’t care if it flops, i’m tellin’ you just how it is
[verse]
really from the gutter, really from the bas*m*nt
really finna k!ll it, really bout to paste it
really its the illest, even tho i traced it
yea you know i rap that sh*t, they lookin basic
play me simple, i be talkin triple
i be tryna get tho, finger on the trigger
finger on her nipple, d*ck bigger than a hippos
i done made a hit bro, this is just the intro
game is what i control, this is like nintendo
rockin it today bro, rockin with the ayo
i done hit the paydirt, never f*ckin stay low
that’s a f*ckin subject, i know you gonna love it
it’s so f*ckin dank, yo daughta gone love it
put it in the hair or hit the pop shove it
talk that sh*t a lot my rap a lot love it
bout to go in, ya know, to go dummy
i got something for you to bump, it’s real music
i got something for you to bump, it’s trill music
i got something for you to bump, you gon lose it
i got something for you to bump, you gon lose it
so i flow dat sh*t its so real
from the mo you know im forreal
plot that sh*t, the plot to get mills
we all eatin, yea we all eatin
[chorus]
oo oo, i ain’t heard of you
oo oo, who the f*ck are you?
oo oo, sh*t is gon be poppin
i ain’t talkin practice, listen to the rap b*tch
i come from missoura, i come from the city
tell me where the bread is, tryna to get like 50
tryna to get a mansion, put up in the hills
i come from trappin, switched it now i’m lit
i could no longer discuss it, b*tch, cause i’m lit
got to many sauces, b*tch, cause i’m lit
‘scape from the cops too much, i’m supposed to be here
i don’t care if it flops, i’m tellin you just how it is
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