Wassup
I'm in Paris in a train, I'm so high, I can't explain
Smokin near the Effeil Tower got me feelin like a plane
Slowin my brain
Me and you, we ain't the same
Boy you got to understand, I'm so hot that your girl tan
Call me jojo
Welcome to my fucking dojo
I bet I beat you and your homies
It ain't no joke
Big punch, no chokes, broken and bleeding nose
I used to see your niggas with some powder on their nose
Boy you bet knowing that you gonna loose
It's all your fault
I don't care cause my ego cannot loose
I won it all
You're insane, boy look at your shoes, you think that you ball
Just compare my sauce to yours then you niggas feeling small
Mothafucka i kill it all, don't need no strap to make you fall
Who the fuck you think you are?
Even tall i'll make you fall, just a call and you'll be running all your life or praise the lord
If you want more say "encore", I fucked you bitch so I've just scored
I know it's hard to understand, I got money, I got plans
I have to study for those plans
Thinking bands making bands got a nigga saying Damn I got to make this money now
Calm down
I'm going up, you fuck around
Wassup yo?
Wassup?
You're my bro but you're acting weirdo with me
Wassup bro? Wassup?
Fake niggas don't eat, why you're tryna stick me?
I had a nigga talking to my pop when i wasn't home but that nigga snitched on another nigga from my zone
Knowing that he's disabled, he's being playing with my mental, he was coming to my house without even my permission
However, that nigga really thought that this shit would last forever
My nigga I'm growing up my time is short I need some paper
You pussy weirdo ass nigga tryna rob my time?
I've been patient with you, even knowing that you couldn't write
Alright?
Alright?
Boy that shit is tight, It's eye to eye nigga
I wonder why you acting like an instigator nigga
Now you walking down the street with a knife in your pocket
If you're walkin with a knife you're a pussy, period
Fuck it
I had a dream about rollin in a white Huracan, full of bandz in my truk
Throw it like a hurricane, until a stripper wanna fuck
Got my cup full of blends, boy retarded, feel no pain no
Chillin with my friends yo with some people that you probably don't know
Niggas in japan call me taichou
High and super hot, that's a hot show
Wassup yo?
Wassup?
You're my bro but you're acting weirdo with me
Wassup bro? Wassup?
Fake niggas don't eat, why you're tryna stick me?
Smokin near the Effeil Tower got me feelin like a plane
Slowin my brain
Me and you, we ain't the same
Boy you got to understand, I'm so hot that your girl tan
Call me jojo
Welcome to my fucking dojo
I bet I beat you and your homies
It ain't no joke
Big punch, no chokes, broken and bleeding nose
I used to see your niggas with some powder on their nose
Boy you bet knowing that you gonna loose
It's all your fault
I don't care cause my ego cannot loose
I won it all
You're insane, boy look at your shoes, you think that you ball
Just compare my sauce to yours then you niggas feeling small
Mothafucka i kill it all, don't need no strap to make you fall
Who the fuck you think you are?
Even tall i'll make you fall, just a call and you'll be running all your life or praise the lord
If you want more say "encore", I fucked you bitch so I've just scored
I know it's hard to understand, I got money, I got plans
I have to study for those plans
Thinking bands making bands got a nigga saying Damn I got to make this money now
Calm down
I'm going up, you fuck around
Wassup yo?
Wassup?
You're my bro but you're acting weirdo with me
Wassup bro? Wassup?
Fake niggas don't eat, why you're tryna stick me?
I had a nigga talking to my pop when i wasn't home but that nigga snitched on another nigga from my zone
Knowing that he's disabled, he's being playing with my mental, he was coming to my house without even my permission
However, that nigga really thought that this shit would last forever
My nigga I'm growing up my time is short I need some paper
You pussy weirdo ass nigga tryna rob my time?
I've been patient with you, even knowing that you couldn't write
Alright?
Alright?
Boy that shit is tight, It's eye to eye nigga
I wonder why you acting like an instigator nigga
Now you walking down the street with a knife in your pocket
If you're walkin with a knife you're a pussy, period
Fuck it
I had a dream about rollin in a white Huracan, full of bandz in my truk
Throw it like a hurricane, until a stripper wanna fuck
Got my cup full of blends, boy retarded, feel no pain no
Chillin with my friends yo with some people that you probably don't know
Niggas in japan call me taichou
High and super hot, that's a hot show
Wassup yo?
Wassup?
You're my bro but you're acting weirdo with me
Wassup bro? Wassup?
Fake niggas don't eat, why you're tryna stick me?
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Writer(s): Pedro Moutou
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