Surfs Up

Uh, surf's up, surf's up
Surf's up, but your game's washed up
Double cup, double cup
Double cup, pourin' 4's lil rough
What's up, what's up
They're a problem, little boy, you's a mutt
Good luck, good luck
You think you riding waves, but you in a rut

So you thinking you the king of the sea
When all you got is some board
And a wannabe dream
Okay, I ain't gonna lie though, that's your dream
You should chase it, I'm just joshing, you better face it

I got BBLs, straight rockets in the back of my pocket
And you got wide ones, they don't fit in your pocket
I got BBLs, two-two-threes, couple choppers, yes please
How long does it take, enemies, what, whoo

Uh, surf's up, surf's up
Surf's up, but your games washed up
Double cup, double cup
Double cup, pourin' 4's lil rough
What's up, what's up
They're a problem, little boy, you's a mutt
Good luck, good luck
You think you riding waves, but you in a rut

I was at the bottom, then I dropped the project
Now them people they be looking
At me with a lot of respect
No neglect, came up from the depths
Now I'm on top, while you're still struggling

I ain't gonna stop, but I can give you a hand though
Just kidding

Ayy, now I'm headed all the way down south
Really thought I'd help you out, oyy
Only help a certified lover, boy, WOP

Uh, surf's up, surf's up
Surf's up, but your game's washed up
Double cup, double cup
Double cup, pourin' 4's lil rough
What's up, what's up
They're a problem, little boy, you's a mutt
Good luck, good luck
You think you riding waves, but you in a rut



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Justice Meringa
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