MXRS - Guess Who?

Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?
Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?
Guess who really in that field?
Guess who really know the deal?
Guess who only do the talkin'?
Guess who really grippin' steel?
Who the one that cook the beef?
Who the one that's skippin' meals?
Who identify the fakes?
Guess who's stackin' it for real?
All my niggas get enabled now we walkin' with the canes
We don't pull up asking questions, but we here to pick his brains
All my niggas far from slaves, but we all got whips and chains
Guess who really in that mask? Guess who actin' playing Bane?
Pop up with a lotta' cash, that's some shit I can't explain
Still got ponchos in the rain, we gon' spin that shit again
We don't really do the fake, we ain't really swervin' lanes
If they drivin' on our side, ain't no Downy for that stain
Big bodies for the whips, crossin' niggas off a list
Squeeze a lemon for the twist, cut the sleeve and ruin tricks
Diamonds dancing on the fist, man I think they get the jist
Pull up with that Omnitrix, they should know just who it is
Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?
Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?
(WOLF)
Guess who really lit the zag?
Guess who really lit the rag?
First I light em' with my mag, now they wavin' the white flag
Bring the juice when we ride, just incase we need a bribe
When we drive, we ain't leavin' Five Alive
Pull the magnum from the side, makin' niggas Toosie Slide
Now you on the channel news, and your mama singin' blues
Goin' crazy on the track, guess we droppin' Looney Tunes
And it's time to make moves, so I gotta' call the goons (Aye)
Plug walk, if your thugs talk
We gon' smoke em' like we let the plug talk
Let the slug talk, when my gun cocks
Spit sick like the sponge with the suds talks
All the blood lost, what that blood cost?
Cold as ice, so I gotta let that blood frost
My love lost, since my love tossed
Woulda died for their sins, but my love crossed like
Niggas want me to snap and kill em' all like I'm Thanos
Sopranos on my hermanos and you niggas lookin' pollos
The way they got you on they fingers like yo-yos
Yeah that's a no-no where I'm from, yo
Guess who got em' going loco like?
Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?
Guess who really in that Wraith?
Guess who really in that Jag?
Guess who ugh, suffocating?
Guess who really in they bag?
Guess who put two and two together?
Guess who know it doesn't match?
Guess who hopped inside a foreign and put 3 digits on the dash?

Written by:
Ian Francis, Shemar Higgins

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