Who You Talking to - E-40, Kent Jones

Mob manish

This weapon in my possession’ll make you vanish

I got potnas that speak Patois and Spanish

And they’ll put one in your colon and your pancreas

I’m a top hat, I’m a whale, I’m a fixture, bitch, I’m a tycoon

I drink cognac like Kim Jong Un

You bound to find me chiefin' with my heaters, I’m a patient

Functioning at a party on an Indian reservation

All the youngsters, they love it, they call me 'dad'

'Cause I’m the rawest rapper the West Coast ever had

I sell liquor, music, edibles, and vegetables

I do bar mitzvahs, arenas, and hella festivals

When it comes to my jewelry, it’s done right

These rappers got y’all fooled with their diamonds, them ain’t real,

them moissanites

My paper stuck up, it’s conceited

My bank account obese, not bulimic… BIATCH!

Hold up, watch your hands (get up)

When we walking through (yeah)

Always remember (get up)

Who you talking to (who you talking to)

If we don’t speak (we don’t speak)

'Cause I don’t talk to you (get up)

Always remember, never forget

Who you talking to (get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

I don’t think you really know who you talking to, bitch

Players be loving the way a player move

When I go to my hood I don’t get booed

Don’t be a bottom feeder or a shellfish

Help your people out, don’t be selfish

I Hussle like Nipsey and talk Slick like Mitchy

Desert Eagle pistol pack the Power like 50

My life is a highlight reel for real

Diarrhea of the mouth’ll get you killed

I’m the oldest newest rapper in the industry

I’ve been spitting game for half a century

I could talk a flea off a Frenchie

Make an 18-wheeler truck pop a wheelie

The speakers in my Cut' act silly

These diamonds on the hush, quarter-milly

I’m always in a rush like I gotta pee-pee

They be hating on us 'cause they really wanna be me… BIATCH!

Hold up, watch your hands (get up)

When we walking through (yeah)

Always remember (get up)

Who you talking to (who you talking to)

If we don’t speak (we don’t speak)

'Cause I don’t talk to you (get up)

Always remember, never forget

Who you talking to (get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

Bitch, who you think you talking to?

(get up)

Who you think you talking to?

I don’t think you really know who you talking to, bitch