
Who We Are Zach Farlow
"Who We Are" by Zach Farlow is a #HipHop track released in 2016. The song explores themes of identity, resilience, and self-discovery, reflecting on personal struggles and triumphs. Its unique blend of melodic hooks and introspective lyrics creates an engaging sound, resonating with listeners facing similar challenges.

(Chorus)
Keep a roll like it's sushi
Puerto Ricans and Cubans
We in the 'vette making movies
I turned your bitch to a groupie
It ain't my fault that she choosin'
I drop the top and went cruisin'
I drop that bitch like a hooptie
We smokin' shit, turn you stupid
And now we gone, these bitches call my phone
Ain't got the time to deal with her
What you think we playin' cards?
Can't do nuthin' but be real witchu
You fucking with a star
Me and Metro in the building
Bitch you know who we are
Bitch you know who we are
(Verse 1)
Put weed in the Swisher
Fill the whole room with smoke
Big shoutout to your sister she shoved the dick down her throat
So many drugs in my system the kid just might overdose
They feel my presence like Christmas the microphone filled with snow
Bitch I'm the man now
Spit so much heat I need a camo (I do)
So focused that I need a camera (Zoom in)
So many hoes they call me Santa, ha!
It's Zach, baby
Keep a roll like it's sushi
Puerto Ricans and Cubans
We in the 'vette making movies
I turned your bitch to a groupie
It ain't my fault that she choosin'
I drop the top and went cruisin'
I drop that bitch like a hooptie
We smokin' shit, turn you stupid
And now we gone, these bitches call my phone
Ain't got the time to deal with her
What you think we playin' cards?
Can't do nuthin' but be real witchu
You fucking with a star
Me and Metro in the building
Bitch you know who we are
Bitch you know who we are
(Verse 1)
Put weed in the Swisher
Fill the whole room with smoke
Big shoutout to your sister she shoved the dick down her throat
So many drugs in my system the kid just might overdose
They feel my presence like Christmas the microphone filled with snow
Bitch I'm the man now
Spit so much heat I need a camo (I do)
So focused that I need a camera (Zoom in)
So many hoes they call me Santa, ha!
It's Zach, baby
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