Who You Foolin (Clean) - Gunna

Wheezy outta here

Wheezy outta here

Wheezy here

Wheezy here

Huh uh

Who think you foolin'

We not new to it

We countin' fluent

We countin' fluent

I'm scammin' a wood my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I'ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin' too much

Keep it real the streets show you no love

We don't need no one vouchin' for us

I've been grindin' and found me a bust

I've been searchin' for love and found lust

It's so hard to stop holdin' a grudge

My lil' dawg split your s**t like a Dutch

My whole squad kept the kid in the cut

Keep your strap 'cause these n***as play tough

Pick and chose who the right one to trust

Pick and chose who the right one to trust

Keep it real it's a lot of fake love

N***as hate but they b***hes in love

And the Bentley all white like a dove

I took off ate this Xan means it works

Kicked her out told her walk to the burbs

I'm a sipper can tell when it's cut

You can't tell me that she ain't a slut

Who think you foolin'

We not new to it

We countin' fluent

We countin' fluent

I'm scammin' a wood my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I'ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin' too much

Keep it real the streets show you no love

I don't need no one vouchin' for me

I be flossin' ain't talkin' 'bout my teeth

Car push-start I keep losin' the keys

Chanel boss my closet full of C's

My s**t wet Elliantte VVs

I got pearls 'round my neck not no beads

I get cash in my bank when I'm sleep

New blue face two-tone Patek Philippe

Beverly Center shoppin' spree on me

New agenda don't do nothin' free

Ain't not one of my foreigns on E

All my b***hes got expensive weave

I sip drank for my pain to get eased

I still talk to the Lord on my knees

Helpin' me take care all of my needs

And we take off the top for a breeze

Top for a breeze

Who think you foolin'

We not new to it

We countin' fluent

We countin' fluent

I'm scammin' a wood my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I'ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin' too much

Keep it real the streets show you no love