Cruel - Wh0 Are You

I cant see you, uh
Diamonds too dazzling, gleam you, uh
I got some ice on my fangs and that shit look like candy like I got a sweet tooth, uh
Yuh, ay, my drip ain't simple like Bidoof
But I still double the V when its slight, and they checking it twice
Now they mad cuz its real news, ooh, yuh
Tell me why does fame turn a person to an asshole
If that is a fact, then I'll actually pass, though
I just wanna wake up, rap, chill after that
But I might as well add a few racks to the mass, hoe
I'm counting up these racks, you know I'm doing it with class
You be stuck in your head, you be living in a glass dome
You cannot grasp all the facts of your past, bitch, I been filling all the cracks and the gaps, hoe
She got good head, started calling her brilliant
Won't text her back, but that hoe is resilient
Me and my goons, we are sleazy, reptilian
We not the same, boy, you just a civilian
Pockets was empty, but I started filling it
Remember my first benji, now I got millions
I can make good songs and keep all the silliness
Keep 'em guessing like the gym in Vermillion
Hop in the '85 power whip, zoomin'
120 on the dash, know we ain't cruisin'
Me and my homies, we ride around foolin'
Dont give a fuck, boy, we stupid and clueless
I hit a lick, do my dance, boy, I'm groovin'
Metal-head Mario how i be movin'
Celebrate everyday, ain't nothin to it
Cognac and Ciroc, boy we ain't choosin'

Ay, who are you
My name is Cruel, boy, how do you do
Don't give a fuck, boy, you know I'm a douche
Ooh, yuh, boy get a clue
Ay, you are not cut for this shit, lil boy, you couldn't handle the truth
Your ma say you sweet, boy, she callin' you cute
Better pay me respect, boy, your funds overdue
Ay, who are you
I'm Mr. Moneybags, how do you do
I'm bout my paper, boy, pass out the news
Ooh, yuh, hop in the coupe
Ay, blue faces filling my pockets, now all of my haters got blues
I laugh at 'em while I get lit with the crew
I need me a telescope just to find the roof

Need me a telescope just to find the roof
I got my money up, you still just a goof
Just saw your bank account, that shit look abused
I'm going up, you need a parachute
Just got my glow-up, and I'll never grow up
Don't care what you think, lil bro, you don't know us
My balls in their mouth, they drinking my boba
My blood ain't red, they callin' me Crona
Motherfuckers always talking shit, I don't give a single fuck
Hunnid bands on my hip, but that shit is not enough
You a bitch, you a prick, I got glint on my fit
That's some shit you wont get, now get off of my nuts
Step out in Florida summers, I'm still cold
Who tryna plot on me, promise it wont hold,
Run that shit by me, you think that your so bold
You will succumb to the pressure, they all fold
Heart cold already, it don't need no ice
Only thing on my body that don't shine in lights
I said fuck it, put diamonds all over my Nikes
I said fuck it, iced out all my Cuban links twice
And I take that shit off when I look in the mirror
Shit is too blinding, my eyes getting weak more
I am not Christian, but I got that Dior
White boy with drip, that shit like the seashore
Who tryna talk to me online, laugh at 'em
Shut the fuck up, lil bro, go get some capital
When I'm on the mic you should quit, it's just rational
No you cant win, you should stick to the factuals
Laughable, your songs are not passable, actual
Pain in my ears got me agonal, casual
Don't quit your job, this not cashable, edibles
Couldn't make your music any salvable

Ay, who are you
My name is Cruel, boy, how do you do
Don't give a fuck, boy, you know I'm a douche
Ooh, yuh, boy get a clue
Ay, you are not cut for this shit, lil boy, you couldn't handle the truth
Your ma say you sweet, boy, she callin' you cute
Better pay me respect, boy, your funds overdue
Ay, who are you
I'm Mr. Moneybags, how do you do
I'm bout my paper, boy, pass out the news
Ooh, yuh, hop in the coupe
Ay, blue faces filling my pockets, now all of my haters got blues
I laugh at 'em while I get lit with the crew
I need me a telescope just to find the roof

Written by:
Cort Hasto

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