Bckend Dre - Who is Dat? Lyrics

The Best Rapper in the World
She like Omg who is dat, Like who is dat
Like who is dat, like who is dat, like who is dat
Dre just Backed in
You know I'm Bckend I'm the on that's tryna make it back

She like omg who is dat yea there go Bckend
He Always stay on P, cause he like rapping, he like trapping
She Steady asking questions tell that bitch ion know what happened
I Add her off my list after I hit I do subtraction

You know I got all the power, you cant even run a faction
If the weed you smoke ain't sour we can never do no matching
All them nights I spent alone I remember when they ain't tap in
Now if you tryna do a song for every word you know im taxing

Got a box on the back of my Glock, it shoot 3 times, I get to tapping
Binary code up on them calls, in case the Feds they try to listen
Remember me & Jeremy Lin was flipping work inside the kitchen
On them hits without no ski like we ain't have no pot to piss in

In this car yea I be drifting
Ion f*ck with diddy, but ima bad boy like the pistons
33 up innis macky, he like jordan im like pippen
If a nigga moving wocky, we gone fry em like some chicken

I put IDA on my neck them vvs gone hit different
Me & foenem at the cvs we tryna get prescription
Pour the drank and now im tipping
Tryna criticize me ion care cause i know that im gifted
Put some dead niggas in the air my spirit get to lifting

I ain't gotta rap bout money but you know we still getting it
My old teacher think it's funny when I tell her how I'm living
I couldn't focus inna class cause I was spinning onna fidget
Seen dat ass when she walk past I hawk her down and get the digits
This lil bitch she throw it back that ass to fat and I can't grip it
I been giving niggas gas they follow me just like a whippet

Press the gas I do the dash she say I love it how u whip it
Niggas cannot get a pass put belt to ass here go a whooping
Play my song they used to laugh they hear me now and say I'm cooking
Yo bitch look and then she tooken
Run up on em ghost Glock shook em
Knock em out his shoes & hoodie
Ima vet & you a rookie
Baby bottles in my room im drinking milk & smoking cookies

She like omg who is dat yea there go Bckend
He Always stay on P, cause he like rapping, he like trapping
She Steady asking questions tell that bitch ion know what happened
I Add her off my list after I hit I do subtraction

You know I got all the power, you cant even run a faction
If the weed you smoke ain't sour we can never do no matching
All them nights I spent alone I remember when they ain't tap in
Now if you tryna do a song for every word you know im taxing