Like That

Lyrics from Contest Entries

[Chorus: Duane Jackson]
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?

[Verse 1: Duane Jackson]
I got it locked
I see the views, 'cause I'm at the top
I speak the truth, and I ain't gon' stop
She said that I'm cool, she vibe with the watch
She said I'm that dude, who said that I'm not?
You got me confused, I know what I got (Brrt)
This is the move, so give me my spot
Or else you some food, just give me thе drop
I been a boss for a minute, now there ain't no talking that I ain't been around
I'm in thе room, I took the steps
I cooked for that bag, I get the check (Sheesh)
Just look at my past, you'll see that I'm next
Hooked up my stats, proceeded to flex
And then I went ham and beat on my chest
I've taken my chance, now give me respect (Give me respect)
Know I deserve this shit, I'm at the bank
Collecting my worth of it, I get the money
Then I go tourniquet, meaning I cut off the blood that I'm working with
This shit is mine, ain't no deserving this
This was my destiny, I put the purpose in
I ain't gon' lose, feeling my turn to it, and yet I'm still new
And ain't no one hear of him, so I'm like (Who)

[Chorus: Duane Jackson]
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?

[Verse 2: Books]
Who you know? Who you know? Shit
Came to my spot like you cool with the kit (Nah)
Feelin’ real real with the shit
Buildin’ a [?] so we movin’ this bricks (Aye)
Bro you ain’t movin’ with shit
Talk out the ass and I [moon?] for yo bitch
Blowin’ my phone, say it’s cooped at the crib
I’m rollin’ up tight and you loose with the splits (Huh?)
I don’t condone a diction, no, it’s shady
But I’m just dopest victim, like (Yeah)
Notice my throat is itchin’, so consistent
That’s for [?] Wright (Aye)
Fo’ sho, [?] Wright
But it don’t stop the way I boldly grip the mic
Go in with the rights, flows of wisdom
I play this game until the throne is in my sights
Let me just flex for a sec’
I been hittin’ my dudes to go get me the bread
And they copped me a sesh at the stu’, not a thing
They believe in the kid and they fought for my neck (Aye)
Yo, those my dudes for the life
And I love and I thank ‘em, I’m provin’ ‘em right
And we movin’ up nice while you cool in the rear
So I’ll ask you again, bro
Who do you know here?

[Chorus: Duane Jackson]
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?
Who you know jump in the Jag'?
Who you know come for the bag?
Who you know up?
Who you know runnin' the class?
Man, who you know done it like that?
Who done it like that?