Who U Are lyrics

(feat. Big Sean)
This is a bloody relix production...

[Chorus X2]
Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
n*ggas passin plates, snortin line after line mane!
[Big Sean]
Ass shake ass shake, Ye I like that ass shake!
Yall b*tches won’t show me love I know yall hoes ain't that fake
A real G believe dat, feelin like Outkast
I'm already big, now I’m finna be on 3 stacks!
She on dat superman blue and red cop cars
Can't sing or lick, now she finna be a pop star, Pop off!
N I can't feel sh*t but my di*k in yo b*tch so guess what, only one thing left to pop off!
Feelin like a vegetable with sexy hoes in sexy clothes, they best dress!
Yeah I guess they recognized who they dressin for
She step in the hall to call her man n say she just at home
But my hotel is valentines all you see is X and OOOOOo's!
N I can't feel my cardio, motha f*ckas walkin into shrooms!
Now I’m finna feel like Mario
Man I'm livin with these n*ggas fantasizing life
And I pray that I make it through the night
Cuz a n*gga stay Rollin!

[Chorus]
Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
n*ggas passin plates, snortin line after line mane!
[Wiz Khalifa]
Rostrum Records in this b*tch! Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle...
I work hard for everything so why not solute?
They say a grind pays baby all I got is proof
N da Swedish broad badder than my main b*tch!
Cigarillo rolled you smell it when it ain't lit!
She don't cook well, but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like T-Pain
Got her stayin up late wakin up baked
And to think this the life that I chose!
Argue with attendants who shorten my flight clothes!
And every girl I f*ck feel like her boyfriend I know!
Smokin on da sweet as it smells
My weed come in Barrels!
f*ck with b*tches who fiend for Gucci in need of Chanel
n*gga I'm high you're a flight so my eyes low
Can't wait to see what’s in the future but I drive slow
And wait for the pitcher
Hated now they sayin I can't miss like Mr.? Lol b*tch! Ha Ha Ha!
[Chorus]
Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
n*ggas passin plates, snortin line after line mane!