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Who dat, who
Who dat, who
Who dat, who

Hey, who dat, who That nigga you been waitin' for
I mean the was all bad just a week ago
Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it I hating though
'Cause now a hot enough to fuck with one of Satan' hoes
And she can't tell the difference, I been through conditions
Wishing for air conditioning, God was never listening
Now I'm on television, and did I fail to
Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you failed the
Speaking of just witness how I elevate it
Real niggas celebrate it, finger fuck hate it
My accelerated, but had to wait my turn
Then I redecorated, that mean my tables
live, might as well, only way to learn
Is try and fail, clientele the way to earn
So if you're crack, or if you're selling rap
Make sure it's mean so them fiends on coming back

Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
So don't worry about my motherfucking
I got them who dat, who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who I got them sayin'
Who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who

Hey, the mind state of a
When you thinking summertime I'm thinking about the winter
When you thinking about breakfast I'm up my dinner
I was plotting this moment back y'all was riding spinners
I'm a menace, God as my witness, with this pen I'm insane, yup
Hungry like the who ain't got the taste of fame yet
Clown told me, "Ain't you Roc? But the fuck your chain at?"
Guess it's like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
The man the chain, chain don't make the man
How many niggas do we know hella ice but yet they lame?
The cloth from which we came me and is not the same
It's like we all headed to Spain took the boat I took the plane, damn
That boy's sick now on his joystick
up like May weather, dog I'm on that Floyd shit
Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? Well, lied
Is that girl? Well, I just G'd her, no A-Rod

Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
So worry about my motherfucking name
I got them who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who Cole World
(Now who else want to fuck Hollywood Cole?)

The little engine that could, little nigga is good
Rappers claiming they sick, I heal for good
A couple of y'all ain't a field trip to the hood
And me? I'm prince, I'm Will Smith to the hood
Baby, ain't names but we not the same
All the money and the fame don't change the that you lame
Might want to grab you a chain, want to tip up hat
want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger, tell nigga, "hold that"
Want picture perfect baby you can the Kodak
Hey, so anything you can do I can do
And any you can screw I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, live my on the run
Bet your dollar before I'm done
They say that I'm the one, ya I'm the one
I got saying

Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
So worry about my motherfucking name
I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? Cole World
World nigga
Dreamville, World nigga
J.