WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE
WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE? (Intro) Yeah, yeah, yeah… Who the fuck you think you are, motherfucker? Coming over here like you run this shit? Man, get the fuck out my face. (Ad-lib: WHAT?!) Let’s go! (Verse 1) Your daddy fucked your sister, now look what came out, Family tree twisted, got the whole block shouting. You talk like a boss, but you ain’t got rank, Big mouth talking, but your whole crew stank. Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do? I don’t take orders, especially not from you. Got your nose in my business, got your eyes on my plate, Keep running that mouth, gonna show up late. I’m selling drugs to your lil’ brother— (Ad-lib: WHAT THE FUCK?) Now he’s in the driveway asking me for another. You act like a gangster, but you’re soft in the knees, I’m the type of motherfucker that don’t beg or plead. Got your mother in bed, now your whole house mad, You wanna act tough, but your family down bad. You can talk that shit, you can run that game, But you ain’t gonna tell me how to live my name. (Pre-Chorus) Back up, back up, get out my way, I don’t give a damn what you got to say. You ain’t my boss, you ain’t my king, Keep barking, little dog, you ain’t changing a thing. (Chorus) WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE?! Big mouth talking like you made it this far! WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU KNOW?! I do what I want, I go where I go! Talk that shit, better stand on your word, You ain’t that tough, you’re just loud and absurd. Who the fuck you think you are to control my life? I ain’t taking orders, not tonight! (Verse 2) I pull up loud, make the whole street shake, Bass so heavy got the windows about to break. You got big opinions, got a little-ass plan, Trying to act important like the world’s your fan. Everybody’s tough when they’re typing online, Then they see me in person and forget every line. You talk like a king, but you sit on a throne Made of cheap-ass plastic and a borrowed cologne. I don’t need permission, don’t need your respect, I’m the consequence you never did expect. You keep throwing shade, but I shine through the mess, Got a middle finger ready for the whole damn stress. (Pre-Chorus) Back up, back up, get out my way, I don’t give a damn what you got to say. You ain’t my boss, you ain’t my king, Keep barking, little dog, you ain’t changing a thing. (Chorus) WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE?! Big mouth talking like you made it this far! WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU KNOW?! I do what I want, I go where I go! Talk that shit, better stand on your word, You ain’t that tough, you’re just loud and absurd. Who the fuck you think you are to control my life? I ain’t taking orders, not tonight! (Bridge) (Beat cuts out) You gonna tell me what to do? Who gave you that right? (Bass kicks in) Not your daddy! Not your mama! Not your crew! And damn sure not YOU! I live my life, I speak my mind, You crossed that line, now get behind! (Outro) Who the fuck you think you are? (Ad-lib: NOBODY!) Who the fuck you think you know? (Ad-lib: NOT ME!) Keep your advice, keep your fake respect, I’m doing my thing, got no regrets. Yeah… Now get the fuck out my face. (Bass fades out.)
