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who are you - wyt mic lyrics

who are you?
just a white boy from the burbs
who are you?
connoisseur uhh da herb
who are you?
i’m loyal to my girl
l!ck her p*ssy till she purr
kickin b*tches to curb
who are you?
i’m the leader of the gang and the fighter in the firm
mission stayin clear and my vision isnt blurred
slang a noun into a verb
all my verses spoken word
you might think i was a nerd
or a g*nius imma sing it till i’m heard
who are you?
my music takin takin flight just like a rocket or a bird and i’m hungry for da money got me goin back for thirds
who are you?
i’m the best dats ever done it yah i said it b*tta put it in the record cuz
i’m floatin on da kush lookin down upon the world
vsop in my system and my sprites a little muddy like i mixed it wit some dirt we smoking weed and f*ckin laughing till it hurt

i wannna knowwww
who you are are are
who you are
i wannna knowwww
who you are are are
who you are
who are you
who he be
who is he
b*tch i’m me

i am not your typical individual
ceo in az to the ca to the co
see me smuggling medicinal
i flip it and i smoke it by the o
campaigning for da people i’m the pitbull of political
my music for da culture provin pivotal
my style and my flow is so impeccable
my lyrics more than just da obvious an literall
my spitting sk!lls are so insane and inexplicable
my vibes so wavy cuz dey old school mixed it digital
i’m just keeping it so genuine and so goddam original
i’m shooting straight off the temporal and occipital
i’m voicing vocals so unique and unequivocal
im painting pictures with my words i’m so artis*n*l
i’m a conscious intellectual
i’m posted at my pinnacle
pair da audio wit visual
vids are viral and they visceral
my views are going vertical
my heart is made of solid gold
i’m nash runnin da pick and roll
a millionaire millennial
mic’s commas are residual
deep pockets an dey getting swole
bank rolla full of h*lla dough
a foe i’m so formidable and
honestly it’s criminal how i’m blowing up the game cuz the damage is collateral
these rappers really pitiful
i’m gunning for da top spot better look in your peripheral
i wannna knowwww
who you are are are
who you are
i wannna knowwww
who you are are are
who you are

whats he sound like?
does he rhyme tight?
boy your d*mn right
b*tch i’m wyt mic

i’m da fire spitting dragon no one slaying
i’m too wild to be tamin
gangreen power steady gainin
we just kingin down in cayman
paid the price to bring the pay in
money rainin hurricane in we ain’t counting so we weigh*in
it’s just day out and it’s day in wit my day ones dey all staying dey my soldiers be obeyin till we layin in the gravin
imma put into lehmans cuz
these rappers don’t be actin like the gangstas that they claim to be portrayin man they really just some p*ssies with an ego fakin feigning for some fame and
imma play em like i’m gamin
clip of hollow bullets sprayin
blowing out out they brainins
bully deebowin their payments
errbody luh me like i’m raymond
i’m de best one so they sayin
gimme grammies i’m the winner they’ll be namein
cuz it better be wyt mic i hear u sangin i ain’t playin

- wyt mic lyrics

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