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Wassup (feat. Young Thug)

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Daytrip took it to ten (hey)

What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up

What's up, what's up

What the f**k, yeah, hold on

Ayy, what's up, ni**a (what's up)

What the f**k, ni**a (what the f**k)

Bought that bi**h a Birkin bag

Now she in love with us

Hockey puck, ni**a

I'm froze up, ni**a

See a baddie with me

Say, what's up, ni**a

Say, hello, ni**a, little ho ni**a

Bi**hass broke ni**a, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh

Say, hello, ni**a, you a ho, ni**a (what's up)

What's a high horse to a motherf**kin' G.O.A.T. ni**a? (what's up)

Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rov

Was a lil' ni**a, wore the same clothes

Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those

From the f**king jungle where you can't grow

Hold grudges, never let it go

I'm with my f**kin' dawgs, no pet store

Do you need gauze 'cause your pockets swole

What the f**k is that, that's a bankroll

I got fortyfive K in my pocket

Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it

Do a show, thеn I make a deposit

I made Europе, they ragin' and moshing

Yeah, I f**k with the Wizards, but catch me courtside

Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching

Ni**a, I am the greatest in my generation

I don't do no playin' about it

These rappers, they should call me Papi

Every lil' thing is exotic

I'm with two h**s like a shotty

I'm shittin' on these ni**as, no potty

I don't wanna see your twenty dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman

My thoughts outta pocket

I been hidin' from the world

The only thing seein' me right now is the sky and the projects (hold on)

Ayy, what's up, ni**a (what's up)

What the f**k, ni**a (what the f**k)

Bought that bi**h a Birkin bag

Now she in love with us

Hockey puck, ni**a

I'm froze up, ni**a

See a baddie with me

Say, what's up ni**a (ayy, say, what's up)

Say, what's up, watch how I f**k it up, get it back

Ni**as say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap

Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at

Designer rug, alligator my floor mat

Bad lil' bi**h gon' give me that neck, neck

We was in the trenches, ni**a, you was playin' Tech Deck

Why you so motherf**kin' cap, don't respect that, hey

Don't come close, better step back, hey

Minor setback for a comeback

Bi**h ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey

F**k around and play, get splatt-splatt

Ni**a put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah

I been in the slums, givin' all back

Tell me, where the f**k is Donald Trump at (let's go)

Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (let's go)

Where a young ni**a sharin' a bookbag (uh)

Ayy, what's up, ni**a (what's up)

What the f**k, ni**a (what the f**k)

Bought that bi**h a Birkin bag

Now she in love with us

Hockey puck, ni**a

I'm froze up, ni**a

See a baddie with me

Say, what's up, ni**a

Daytrip took it to ten (hey)

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