Rich Brian — Who That Be Josh Pan & Westine Remix

[Verse 1] Your bitch on me But you can never do nothing 'Cause your mama raised a pussy Every time I walk to the drop top Can't help but close my eyes 'Cause my whip so glossy Goddamn, bitch I don't smoke no gas I don't pop no Xans Hella cake I just need that ass Don't worry 'bout no mans Look at me, look at he You don't wanna fuck with we Hit the streets, roll on me You gon' end up in the sea [Bridge 1] Seven thirty, wake up Skrrt up in the lobby Then proceed to flee All my people riding In the backseat, on a killing spree Wait, who that be? Ready on the count of three Squeeze the G Leave the scene Bouncing like the trampoline [Chorus] Getting bread, earn income, mane Spend it on this Balmain Work it all night I might run into the Batman Don't see no such thing As a motherfuckin' bro, mane You ain't fucking slick If you think you in my team, mane [Verse 2] We gon' pull up on the kids With a flat brim cap And the tats, get the brick And I don't give a fuck Hit 'em with the damn dicks Man, hold up, pause Now they red like Santa Claus I'm a G Bet there's something wrong with me All these mans on the ground Looking like the dead-ass-sea Yeah, pull up on me Sip a high tea 'til I O.D I don't really give a fuck no more Be skrrt-skrrt Onomatopoe Bitch Grand Prix Pull up on a fucking Enemy Third degree (Goddamn) [Bridge 2] Now I'ma go right back to the crib (To the crib, bitch) And leave the fucking country with the brick I'd call the cops on myself if I can (If I can) This shit too crazy Need the fucking ambulance (Ambulance) Don't wear no jacket I just wear that metal vest Got all this money But these bitches unimpressed [Chorus] Getting bread, earn income, mane Spend it on this Balmain Work it all night I might run into the Batman Don't see no such thing As a motherfuckin' bro, mane You ain't fucking slick If you think you in my team, mane [Bridge 1] Seven thirty, wake up Skrrt up in the lobby Then proceed to flee All my people riding In the backseat, on a killing spree Wait, who that be? Ready on the count of three Squeeze the G Leave the scene Bouncing like the trampoline Yeah