What's Up

Rolling round town In a rolls Royce truck Nah I ain’t never really Give no fucks Pull up to yo shawty Tell her what’s up He want smoke Tell em what’s up Banging out the back Tell em what’s up Homie in the club Tell em what’s up To all that switched up Tell em what’s up His bitch wanna f*ck Tell her what’s up He wanna fight Man tell him what’s up Sprayin the light That’s the Choppa in the trunk High as a kite Man I’m too crunk My flow they bite They wives they stunk Don’t do that fed shit I was born for The flexing Real king Not no checkers Two cups Double decker You in the crowd I’m a header Can’t talk to No beggars That’s your bitch I wrecked her Making money Like McGregor cause my flow is better Didn’t mean to upset her She want that salt and pepper My ice cold f*ck the weather Rolling round town In a rolls Royce truck Nah I ain’t never really Give no fucks Pull up to yo shawty Tell her what’s up He want smoke Tell em what’s up Banging out the back Tell em what’s up Homie in the club Tell em what’s up To all that switched up Tell em what’s up His bitch wanna f*ck Tell her what’s up His bitch wanna f*ck Tell her what’s up Hating on the ice Tell em shut up Pop the Molly What ever comes up No drive bys Only run ups I’m in town She want some She too faded She on some She want designer I bought some She staring at the gang She want us Yak and slightly sober Chop you down like a mower Yo shit trash got an Oder Yea That shit is mediocre She suck me up like a soaker Drop it down Then hit is slower One nut and then I gotta throw her I got bars like a flamethrower Rolling round town In a rolls Royce truck Nah I ain’t never really Give no fucks Pull up to yo shawty Tell her what’s up He want smoke Tell em what’s up Banging out the back Tell em what’s up Homie in the club Tell em what’s up To all that switched up Tell em what’s up His bitch wanna f*ck Tell her what’s up