WHAT!

What, what, what What, what, what, what Bitch, I'm pullin' up Im having money now And hell nah, I can't get enough You ain't broke, nigga Boy you sick af It ain't hard to get up off your ass And go and flip a buck Boy, this zaza, got me stuck This rap shit, I f*ck it up Bitch, I beat the beat up Like Mike Tyson Call it uppercut Get stepped on like a rug I'm clutchin' on it in the club Say, you got some rackis Bitch, you can't even show a dub Told him, come reup Nigga, I'm the fuckin' plug We got, what you need We got all of the drugs Don't sell Perky P's Just straight fucking nuggs Don't try, I got a clip Like a rope, go to war I call it tug This shit f*ck you up You can't leave until you bleed This gon' leave you stuck I ain't talkin' Cardi B But we gon' put you up Choppa got two titties Call that shit a milk jug Nigga, what, what, what Bitch, I'm pullin' up I'm havin' money now And hell nah, I can't get enough You ain't broke, nigga Boy, you sick as f*ck It ain't hard to get up off your ass And go and flip a buck Boy, you know that system rigged I can't never trust a pig That shit ain't legitimate They steady tryna ride my dick But they need to ride the wave But you know that they gon' hate me Because I'm paid You made mistakes, but that's okay That's how you pave a way Just make sure your pocket's straight I think that it's safe to say That I'm the one that saved the day Feel like Superman Don't got no cape But I'ma fly away Heart on ice Feel like Rod Wave But you ain't got no skates So how you gonna get your heart Say it's love, but you depart I'm the guy you can't outsmart I'm tryna stay, but that shit hard What, what, bitch You a hoe like woah I can't even go like bro Everybody know Usually I go With the flow But this time it's a no I know right from wrong And this a wrong So I'm goin' out the door Eyes low, smokin' dope Got me movin' slow Put you up like Pennywise And watch all of these niggas float Watch them float Like a boat Bitch, I'm on the go Just let me know We can go Toe to fucking to Say f*ck a pole We can go Blow for fuckin' blow I'ma play up out my toe Like Melly, wipe his nose Like John B. from OBX I want the fuckin' gold These niggas be lyin And y'all believe it That's the truth, be told What, what, bitch I'm pullin' up I'm havin' money now And hell nah, I can't get enough He ain't broke, nigga Boy, you sick as f*ck It ain't hard to get up off your ass And go and flip a buck What, what, bitch I'm pullin' up What, bitch I'm pullin' up