Who Dat (feat. Doksaint & Flex Luther) Video (MV)

Boom Bap
This ain't Rap
This a competition
Presently awaiting on my title fight
I lie in waiting
Aspiration is my Preservation though
Motivation, that's a different conversation
Bet
Motor roarin like a Corvette
Other times I'm chill
Like a quotient to a Percocet
I rock a set live
I live with no regret
I'm never vested in a bad debt
I really want
I set my mind and go "n" get it
Keep it real
If said the shit I probably meant it
Check my style
It's unprecedented
Stagnet legs
In this industry's a death sentence
I wanna die a legend
That's for real
Cause even in my glory years in AAU
I had the heart of Kevin
Write a track by what feel about a millisecond
Bend ya ear when ya got a second

Who Dat
Who them cats spittin new rap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who got that phone tap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat
Liguor and weed for the battle rap
Who them cats hot on the mic
Who bringin bars back
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat

I walk in the room and they know who I am already
The machete is tucked and ready
But i dont need to levy it
The respect is reciprocated but when they're locking the door behind me
Then I'm pullin it out at a ninety
Takin they're heads off one at a time
Until ultimately that they find me covered in red in the center of the room
Rhymin to dead
My microphones is a weapon no question
Hundred percent
My f*ckin knuckles are heavy
From stirrin up the cement
To make this foundation sturdier
Than armies of men
Dont try to pretend homie
Cuz many depend on me
I'm gonna descend on em
And take out their whole family
Destroy every bit of their sanity
Single handedly
Better all humanity
Put a canopy over this rap game
Remember the rap name
Its Doksaint
Doksaint
Look out for the back swing
I'm back at it
Put em all to sleep with a bad dream

Who Dat
Who them cats spittin new rap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who got that phone tap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat
Liguor and weed for the battle rap
Who them cats hot on the mic
Who bringin bars back
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat

Who dat nigga flexin havin sex w all these bitties
Fiddies flyin cross the stage for the ladies flashin tiddies
Ask me how my day is goin
Any given i be giddy
Give em hell n make it gritty
Hardest nigga in the city
Got no limits f*ck a ceiling crack the seal we never peeling
Lest we hoppin in the whip flee the scene like we stealing
Pop a bean extra cheese on my philly smoking woods like an owl in the hood
Bitch im good best believe me
I'm a natural
Spit game thats factual
My verses are receipts you callin cap these claims is actual
I pull up in ya neighborhood like trayvon or dracula
Got 3 counts to pack it up
Cause im equipped to back it up
Flex a hateful nigga he aint
My type a guy
Bitch im fly
Throwin shade n they cant gaze a nigga eye
Goin dumb w a baddie on my right
Goin numb then ignite
On the mic know the pressure been applied

Who Dat
Who them cats spittin new rap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who got that phone tap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat
Liguor and weed for the battle rap
Who them cats hot on the mic
Who bringin bars back
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat