Who is That lyrics

[Intro: Wayne616 and YN Jay]
f*ck the fire, we got grease
It's a Wayne beat
I'm just tryna figure out who that is right there
It's dark, I can't really see
Who is that?
Ay

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
Built my empire from the ground, is that Gazi?
Got a b*tch, she only do brown, is that roxy?
I beat my b*tch up out in public, is that toxic?
My Detroit girl go brazy, is that Molly?

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
Small pill but it hit hard, is that oxy?
Big healthy Buddha weed, is that broccoli?
Tell them motherf*ckers "I don't need y'all" is that c*cky?
Oldheads signed to Cali n*ggas, not Mozzy

[Verse 3: YN Jay]
b*tch gave me super wet head, is that sloppy?
n*gga did the one chip challenge, is that Takis?
I got out my deal a year early, did they drop me?
New jewelry sliding on ice, is that hockеy?
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
I thought Lil E was singing that's Jacquise
Alright Wayne, your ass on fire, that's hot grеase
Act like a young n*gga with the strap and not think
But can you get into some real street sh*t and not blink?

[Verse 5: YN Jay]
Oh my bad oh man alright...
Aw my bad I'm nodding off, I was not sleep
You paid $250 for the drink? That is not cheap
Shot him right below the knee where the tube socks be (f*ck)

[Verse 6: Louie Ray]
Spilt half the pint, I'm sad to see
I just bought a new car, hey come outside and see (come here)
How smokey? I just had to step outside to breathe
Yeah, I just had to step outside for air
You scared of these hoes, you see dimes and stare
I'm getting to the pus*y like a prize was there
Bro be stingy with the candy, I'm surprised he share
She was burning in the hood, but out of town she rare

[Verse 7: YN Jay]
Guns in my kitchen cabinet, ain't no knives in there
n*gga woke up in the living room, he died in there
In the hood full of trap houses, they grind in there
Somebody ask me I never care, I don't try to care
I'mma hit you in your head with a f*cking glass bottle, I don't fight fair
Free my n*gga locked behind the wall, he doing life there
Bought a first class on my way to Coochie Land, I caught a flight there
[Verse 8: Louie Ray]
He was desperate to get to where he going, rode his bike there
Like he came from the other side of town with this motherf*cker
She got canned goods with her in a sock, she don't fight fair
Oh, she throwing corn on a motherf*cker
It's a dark cloud over the city, always night there
City small, say I'm coming, I'll be right there

[Verse 9: YN Jay]
Oh like you be right there? While right here?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I'm there and right here I'm in two different places
b*tch I'm Coochie Man and YN Jay I got two different faces
How the f*ck my n*gga do one crime and got two different cases?
Coochie Land full of b*tches, all the b*tches naked (hmmm)
You stay at somebody else crib, probably in the basement

[Verse 10: Louie Ray]
Man I jumped out the shower ass naked on her, meat hanging
Big crib, ain't seen the other side in a week maybe
I be f*cking with the internet but the streets pay me
Yeah, the streets pay me
f*cking with the internet 'cause the streets janky
I think Dolph cook the dope the best because his eye lazy
500 racks, a lotta cash, but it's not crazy

[Outro: YN Jay]
Damn, like you know what I'm saying?
It ain't like that, it ain't like that, it ain't like that