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

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

Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
So don't about my motherfucking name
I got saying who dat, who dat? Cole 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
you thinking about breakfast I'm heating 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
Hungry like the nigga who got the taste of fame yet
told me, "Ain't you Roc? But where the fuck your chain at?"
Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't yet
The man the chain, chain don't make the man
How many niggas do we know with hella ice but yet lame?
The cloth from which we came me and is not the same
It's like we all headed to Spain they took the boat I the plane, damn
That boy's sick now hoes on his
Heating up like May weather, dog I'm on Floyd shit
Boy stick to your day job, you was hot? Well, they lied
Is that your girl? Well, I G'd her, no A-Rod

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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is
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, saying names but we not the same
All the money and the fame don't change the fact that you
Might want to grab you a chain, to tip up your hat
Might to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger, that nigga, "hold that"
Want picture baby you can check the Kodak
Hey, so you can do I can do better
And any you can screw I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, my life on the run
Bet your bottom dollar I'm done
They say I'm the one, ya nigga I'm the one
I got them

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