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

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

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

Hey, the state of a winner
When you thinking about I'm thinking about the winter
When you thinking about breakfast I'm up my dinner
I was plotting this moment when y'all was riding spinners
Yeah I'm a menace, God as my witness, with pen I'm insane, yup
like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
Clown told me, "Ain't you But where the fuck your chain at?"
Guess it's something like girl, nigga it ain't came yet
The man make the chain, chain don't the man
How niggas do we know with hella ice but yet they lame?
The from which we came me and them is not the same
It's like we all headed to Spain they took the 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 to your day job, said you was hot? Well, they lied
Is that your Well, I just G'd her, no A-Rod

Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
So don't worry about my name
I got them saying who dat, who
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who Cole World
(Now who else to fuck with Hollywood Cole?)

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

Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
So don't worry my motherfucking name
I got them saying who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who I got them sayin'
Who dat, who J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? World nigga
World nigga
Dreamville, Cole nigga
J.