Who are you lyrics

[Chorus: Weiland]
b*tch I'm flexing Goyard, who are you? (Who are you?)
Yes I wear them Trues, Robins too (Robins too)
I sip lean out cups, I use two (I use two)
I f*ck yo' thot, I f*ck her sister too (I f*ck her too)

[Verse 1: Weiland]
I'm splurging with these bands, yes they blue (Yes they blue)
I'm eating good in Seoul, that's my crew (Seoul my crew)
You fake flexing and all your clothes is fu' (Yeah that's fu')
Cold weather, but my jacket say Moncler (Say Moncler)
I flex my wealth and you know that they all stare
She give me brain, my undеrwear Burberry
You sneak diss, yеs, this world get very scary
I'm always geeked up, I'm off the xanny
Watch me glow up, just like Citgo
I told your thot to only lick my tip hole
Now you mad cuz you driving rentals (Why you mad?)
I f*cked my ex so good, I made her mental
I flex so hard, they feeling sentimental (He mad)
I told my plug, meet me at the central (In the central)
Red bottom kicks, they cost me six
Red bottom b*tch, she suck my di*k
You can hate me, but I'm wearing Gosha b*tch
You gotta pay me to see me b*tch
That's common sense
Used to be a broke boy but, now I'm rich b*tch
[Verse 2: Nessly]
I turn that Sprite into that lean like I was Jesus
Shawty f*ck me to get her boyfriend a feature
I'ma f*ck her, won't give her n*gga a feature
She gon' f*ck me then give him some crazy reason
I'ma drop the top when I cop me that Masi'
He thought she made the perfect wife, she perfect thottie
I'm in that big body Rover, she gon top me
New Supreme, made a sl*tty ho slop me
There go my notification
Yo' b*tch, she slidin' in my inbox
Linen linen with the thin sock
Gosha [?] keep my Reebok
Rollie Rollie on my left arm, right arm, Margiela, G-Shock
Shawty say she got a sweet tooth, she gon' suck me just like a sweet box

[Chorus: Weiland]
b*tch I'm flexing Goyard, who are you? (Who are you?)
Yes I wear them Trues, Robins too (Robins too)
I sip lean out cups, I use two (I use two)
I f*ck yo' thot, I f*ck her sister too (I f*ck her too)