We used to be cool now it's "Who's that" We used to be lovers now it's "Who's that" We used to be homies now it's "Who's that" Aye, don't make me swoop that chick I like that beat, loop that bitch I recruit her lips, then I mute her quick I use that chick, then I, "who's that bitch?" Homies light up like it's still '06 Her eyes go bright then they go so dim Laughing fast at hoe's, breath nitrous All these fly chicks wanna be my sidekick But I'm way past it In master's classes wiping off some ashes Just became a fan, but I been fantastic Them boys all acting, Only hit you back when they cash is lacking That ain't real passion Tried to give 'em a pass then went right passed em People from my past tense see me and act tense She can hit me when she traveling but cant bring the bag in She can't bring the fucking bag in She can't bring the fucking bag in She can't bring the fucking bag in Don't bring the bag in I come in real slick, I do (ew) Don't mess with me crew Why you actin like a bitch me dude? You pussy, that's why everyone a dick to you I could, act so rude, and still just pick and choose Yeah, that's just a little fucking trick I use (Yeah) Trick I use I'm immaculate, can she keep a mac lit? Imma pack this bag with all my bad tricks She gon remind me that I'm a savage Imma get ones like you, Imma stack it Hit it front to back, then right to backward One fact, the chick gon' act up One smack, then I hope you packed up (Leave) Came in, I already macked some Her man coming back but I never back down Keep her off the rails but she on the track son Return of the Mack, sorry Miss Jackson Aye, don't make me swoop that chick I like that beat, loop that bitch I recruit her lips, then I mute her quick I use that chick, then I, "who's that bitch?" Aye, don't make me swoop that chick I like that beat, loop that bitch I recruit her lips, then I mute her quick I use that chick, then I, "who's that bitch?" (Who's that?) (Who's that?) She can't bring the fucking bag in She can't bring the fucking bag in