WahsUhp (feat. CashOutJai & Luh Summa)

Yeah, huh, bitch, what's up? Yeah, what's up? Yeah, what's up? Huh, shit, huh, what's up? Shit, huh, what's up? What's up

I keep me a stick, what's up?
I walk with a clique, what's up?
If you see my ass lippin', I'm walkin' with cliques and sticks, I keep that shit tucked
Yeah, I fuck with that bitch, what's up?
Fuck with mine, we gon' hit your ass up
All my niggas, they rollin', what's up?
I pour water and lean, what's up?
On the net, all that talkin', you doin', it's up
Beat your ass to the core, not a vet, it's a truck
I ain't fought since high school, you can get popped
Trigger 5.5 pounds, you can get popped
I been loaded off X and I don't give a fuck
I'm in love with the tech, but the Taurus show love
Call my phone when I'm rollin', I will pick up
Fuck with me off the X, no, I don't give a fuck

I'm like, bitch, what's up?
I stand on that block till the sun up
I swear you a bitch the way you froze up
She obey my commands to your soldier
I can tell by her man, he a bitch, bruh
Too easy, OGE, never switch up
I'm a cheap-ass nigga eatin' pizza
Got gas in the line, it's a fiend, yo
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
Came in that bitch & I'm turnt up, ayy
Toting that heat if he run up
Fuck with Luh Summa get done up
I'm on what you on, nigga what's up
Clutchin' that chrome, get shot in your dome, leave me alone, you know where I'm at
I'm rockin' V-Lone, she came to my home
And I'm like, what's up? Is he tryna give neck?
What's up? What's up? What's up
The 40 a jersey it's tucked
Like it's limbo, yo, ass better duck, duck, duck
I rocking Canadian Goose
Off the boot, yeah, she bout to get loose
Bout to blow like I'm playin' the flute
Against myself, how the fuck can I lose?
What's up? Play with me, probably gon' die Too easy, gon' come, you get lit up
What's up? You know it's me when I ride by, probably catch me riding on spinners
I'm double O-two to the E, Z, Y I'm a young, easy nigga
What's up? We at the top of the hill, really be countin' figures

I keep me a stick, what's up?
I walk with a clique, what's up?
If you see my ass lippin', I'm walkin' with cliques and sticks, I keep that shit tucked
Yeah, I fuck with that bitch, what's up?
Fuck with mine, we gon' hit your ass up
All my niggas, they rollin', what's up?
I pour water and lean, what's up?
On the net, all that talkin', you doin', it's up
Beat your ass to the core, not a vet, it's a truck
I ain't fought since high school, you can get popped
Trigger 5.5 pounds, you can get popped
I been loaded off X and I don't give a fuck
I'm in love with the tech, but the Taurus show love
Call my phone when I'm rollin', I will pick up
Fuck with me off the X, no, I don't give a fuck



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Writer(s): Chester Cheese
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