Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
Banxz
Troy Banxz
I'll wait for a second till it's in your head
On this tune let's bun all the humility
I want you to hear it till you're sick of me
When I was an angel you were not amused
No loyalty so royalties I had to choose
Now you claim to know me since I made a tune?
Where were you when I was grinding in my room?
Sex? Lol what's that
Abs and pecs? Lol what's that
Bare gyal up inna my DM's and on text? Lol what's that
If anybody's asking,
A brother was on fasting,
Trying to make a legacy that would be everlasting
Been grafting
But no one had heard about me
RIAA, BPI now I am certified see
Every bar I lay on this track's Gold like it's alchemy
Since I ghost and then come back standing on your balcony
Banxz
Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
(OK) Ok, tell 'em again my friend so I can stand the test of time
(All night) And day. Just like my dad I blend great tunes and over them I rhyme
(The Sun) Oh rah, see what I did again I'm shining like a superstar
(Oi who's that) yes rusta, stay until the act ends, verse 2 and then a new saga
So send your brothers this new beat
Girls, hum it while getting dressed and going out to eat
Gs, blare it in the street
Squares, tap with your two feet
Curators, share the tune with everyone you meet
Haters can take a seat
Until they see the light
Melanin, dark skin
And with a future bright
No stopping him in sight
Put the rhymes on my CV
I write urban Art like graffiti
I had to wait backstage, just like Erik at that show (Yeah)
God-fearing to my grave, just so all the sceptics know (yeah)
When music is at place, I may write a song or rap (Banxz)
Then I come and show-face, and the people ask "who's that?" (Oi who's that)
Who's that creeping in the dark
Who's the man behind the mask
They said we couldn't make it big
And Now we're topping all the charts
On this tune I have no shame,
Was humble and got not fame,
But now the Prince is in the game
Like Rumplestiltskin say my name
Troy Banxz - Who's That? Lyrics
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Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
Banxz
Troy Banxz
I'll wait for a second till it's in your head
On this tune let's bun all the humility
I want you to hear it till you're sick of me
When I was an angel you were not amused
No loyalty so royalties I had to choose
Now you claim to know me since I made a tune?
Where were you when I was grinding in my room?
Sex? Lol what's that
Abs and pecs? Lol what's that
Bare gyal up inna my DM's and on text? Lol what's that
If anybody's asking,
A brother was on fasting,
Trying to make a legacy that would be everlasting
Been grafting
But no one had heard about me
RIAA, BPI now I am certified see
Every bar I lay on this track's Gold like it's alchemy
Since I ghost and then come back standing on your balcony
Banxz
Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
(OK) Ok, tell 'em again my friend so I can stand the test of time
(All night) And day. Just like my dad I blend great tunes and over them I rhyme
(The Sun) Oh rah, see what I did again I'm shining like a superstar
(Oi who's that) yes rusta, stay until the act ends, verse 2 and then a new saga
So send your brothers this new beat
Girls, hum it while getting dressed and going out to eat
Gs, blare it in the street
Squares, tap with your two feet
Curators, share the tune with everyone you meet
Haters can take a seat
Until they see the light
Melanin, dark skin
And with a future bright
No stopping him in sight
Put the rhymes on my CV
I write urban Art like graffiti
I had to wait backstage, just like Erik at that show (Yeah)
God-fearing to my grave, just so all the sceptics know (yeah)
When music is at place, I may write a song or rap (Banxz)
Then I come and show-face, and the people ask "who's that?" (Oi who's that)
Who's that creeping in the dark
Who's the man behind the mask
They said we couldn't make it big
And Now we're topping all the charts
On this tune I have no shame,
Was humble and got not fame,
But now the Prince is in the game
Like Rumplestiltskin say my name
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
Banxz
Troy Banxz
I'll wait for a second till it's in your head
On this tune let's bun all the humility
I want you to hear it till you're sick of me
When I was an angel you were not amused
No loyalty so royalties I had to choose
Now you claim to know me since I made a tune?
Where were you when I was grinding in my room?
Sex? Lol what's that
Abs and pecs? Lol what's that
Bare gyal up inna my DM's and on text? Lol what's that
If anybody's asking,
A brother was on fasting,
Trying to make a legacy that would be everlasting
Been grafting
But no one had heard about me
RIAA, BPI now I am certified see
Every bar I lay on this track's Gold like it's alchemy
Since I ghost and then come back standing on your balcony
Banxz
Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
(OK) Ok, tell 'em again my friend so I can stand the test of time
(All night) And day. Just like my dad I blend great tunes and over them I rhyme
(The Sun) Oh rah, see what I did again I'm shining like a superstar
(Oi who's that) yes rusta, stay until the act ends, verse 2 and then a new saga
So send your brothers this new beat
Girls, hum it while getting dressed and going out to eat
Gs, blare it in the street
Squares, tap with your two feet
Curators, share the tune with everyone you meet
Haters can take a seat
Until they see the light
Melanin, dark skin
And with a future bright
No stopping him in sight
Put the rhymes on my CV
I write urban Art like graffiti
I had to wait backstage, just like Erik at that show (Yeah)
God-fearing to my grave, just so all the sceptics know (yeah)
When music is at place, I may write a song or rap (Banxz)
Then I come and show-face, and the people ask "who's that?" (Oi who's that)
Who's that creeping in the dark
Who's the man behind the mask
They said we couldn't make it big
And Now we're topping all the charts
On this tune I have no shame,
Was humble and got not fame,
But now the Prince is in the game
Like Rumplestiltskin say my name
Writer: Troy Bowerbank
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid