Who Do Ya Love? by Trecet Lyrics
[Produced by DJ Mustard]
[Verse 1: YG]
I'm that nigga with the plugs
I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
My Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
Uh, you that nigga on the low-low
You're the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I call my homies, not 9-11
I'm the nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
[Verse 2: Drake]
I got a shorty name Texas Syn
She got a buddy named Dolce B and now you know the deal
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
OVO crew, nigga, thought I told you
If you a player in the game, this should hold you
And man shout my nigga Game he just rolled through
Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did the motto, took a flight to the golden state
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
Imma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big
Wassup
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
[Verse 3: Trecet]
Ya see I ain’t in OVOXO
But that don’t mean I ain’t part the game I’m still special
I’ma come in hot…like a comet just dropped
And Comin in top notch so ima need my spot
Got the crew behind me so there won’t be no cops
And pops’ll see me on the tv with a bitch on my crotch
Then i’ma kill that shit and leave it to rot
Believe it or not this the first beat that i’ve ever sought
Can’t nobody tell me that i be all talk
Look at me all cocky, she got neon socks
And she need to be on top me
Drake and YG on my team, i believe they got me
Maybe there’s no new friends but the crew brought me in
And coupe top be in and my heart keeps beatin
In the club with me then everything be free lance
I forgot to introduce myself they call me The Man
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
[Verse 1: YG]
I'm that nigga with the plugs
I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
My Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
Uh, you that nigga on the low-low
You're the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I call my homies, not 9-11
I'm the nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
[Verse 2: Drake]
I got a shorty name Texas Syn
She got a buddy named Dolce B and now you know the deal
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
OVO crew, nigga, thought I told you
If you a player in the game, this should hold you
And man shout my nigga Game he just rolled through
Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did the motto, took a flight to the golden state
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
Imma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big
Wassup
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
[Verse 3: Trecet]
Ya see I ain’t in OVOXO
But that don’t mean I ain’t part the game I’m still special
I’ma come in hot…like a comet just dropped
And Comin in top notch so ima need my spot
Got the crew behind me so there won’t be no cops
And pops’ll see me on the tv with a bitch on my crotch
Then i’ma kill that shit and leave it to rot
Believe it or not this the first beat that i’ve ever sought
Can’t nobody tell me that i be all talk
Look at me all cocky, she got neon socks
And she need to be on top me
Drake and YG on my team, i believe they got me
Maybe there’s no new friends but the crew brought me in
And coupe top be in and my heart keeps beatin
In the club with me then everything be free lance
I forgot to introduce myself they call me The Man
[Hook: YG]
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?