What's Up
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the club
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
You put a stumble in my flow
You lookin like somebody
That I'd wanna get to know
Ill shorty with the swag
Got it drippin down ya clothes
When you touch me
It's a ripple
Get a tickle in my toes
Who knows
I'm not the type
That's out here chasin hoes
I'm willin to take a chance on you
And see how it goes
You can look at all the cons
They ain't nothin on the pros
Baby we can take our time
You just gotta say so
And I ain't nothing like the others
Don't compare em to me
And you won't find nobody like me
I'm as rare as can be
And you be Shinin like a light
And I'm just drawn to the beam
And I don't wanna just grind
If thats what it seems
Like I said
Not out here lookin for relations
Just getting back to dating
And I'm open to conversations
Just strapped on my cape
Cuz I'm ready to heal the nation
You need a heart
Well this one is for the taking
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the club
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
I was chilling in the lab
He was rolling one up
Been a minute since I hit it
So I take me a puff
Been feeling life I'm living
Getting rigid and rough
So I get high offa stuff
That's when life start to look up
I need a nigga
Who chasing figures
Not just my figure
Need a nigga
Do shit bigger
Shoot wit no trigger
Need a milly
Like Meek from philly
Don't think y'all feel me
Not Ms. Williams
He think I'm silly
These niggas kill me
I was spitting on the mic
More like fucking it up
If his face got the thizz
That mean he feeling me tough
I don't really fuck wit 12
But he tryna cuff
Yeah they showing me love
But it's never enough
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the club
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
You put a stumble in my flow
You lookin like somebody
That I'd wanna get to know
Ill shorty with the swag
Got it drippin down ya clothes
When you touch me
It's a ripple
Get a tickle in my toes
Who knows
I'm not the type
That's out here chasin hoes
I'm willin to take a chance on you
And see how it goes
You can look at all the cons
They ain't nothin on the pros
Baby we can take our time
You just gotta say so
And I ain't nothing like the others
Don't compare em to me
And you won't find nobody like me
I'm as rare as can be
And you be Shinin like a light
And I'm just drawn to the beam
And I don't wanna just grind
If thats what it seems
Like I said
Not out here lookin for relations
Just getting back to dating
And I'm open to conversations
Just strapped on my cape
Cuz I'm ready to heal the nation
You need a heart
Well this one is for the taking
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the club
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
I was chilling in the lab
He was rolling one up
Been a minute since I hit it
So I take me a puff
Been feeling life I'm living
Getting rigid and rough
So I get high offa stuff
That's when life start to look up
I need a nigga
Who chasing figures
Not just my figure
Need a nigga
Do shit bigger
Shoot wit no trigger
Need a milly
Like Meek from philly
Don't think y'all feel me
Not Ms. Williams
He think I'm silly
These niggas kill me
I was spitting on the mic
More like fucking it up
If his face got the thizz
That mean he feeling me tough
I don't really fuck wit 12
But he tryna cuff
Yeah they showing me love
But it's never enough
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
Rolled trees in my hand
While I'm swirlin my cup
Two steppin hands up
In the back of the
You was eyeing me on stage
Now you tryna see what's up
Well what's up
Credits
Writer(s): Joann Guillory
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