Layup

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Duwap Kaine]
It really is none of your goddamn business
But honestly it ain't nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup
It's your cup, drink it
You might die, kill yourself, if that's what you wanna do
You could be drinking prune juice, who knows?
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
What the hell is in his cup?
Whatever he was drinking must be a motherfucking success potion
That's why I tell people, "Fuck you" and whatever was in my cup, suck my dick, I'm gonna keep drinking it, bitch

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]
I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)
I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs)
Fuck on that bitch, I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone, I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know that it's us
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me, you could still get touched (Get touched)
I'm high, I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick, I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch, I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit, I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes, I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros, I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes, we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas, they wanna be us

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & Lite Fortunato]
Now you wanna hit my phone
Back of the Maybach, the [?] gon' hold
It hold thirty or more
Hundred round 30, ooh, hundred round birdie
Ride around town with the birdies, Chicken McFlurry
I got racks in my pockets, my pockets gon' bust
Diamonds they VVS, look at the cuts
The Benz is AMG, leave 'em in the dust
My own bro betrayed so who can I trust?
How can I trust? Who should I bust?
Run up the racks 'cause you know that's a must
If the feds kick the door then the work, I'ma flush
Got the chopper, kickback, hit that boy in his gut
Got the baddest bitches getting fucked on the bus
We be flexing so hard that they wanna be us
Get you weight up, listen up
You are invisible 'cause you are nobody
Try getaway, shoot at the back of your truck

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]
I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)

[Interlude: Lil Wayne and Interviewer]
I'm saying, you said like in the past
Oh my God
Oh no
That's the biggest fuck up, I'm sorry

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]
I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs)
Fuck on that bitch, I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone, I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know that it's us
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me, you could still get touched (Get touched)
I'm high, I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick, I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch, I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit, I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes, I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros, I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes, we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas, they wanna be us

[Verse 2: UnoTheActivist, Duwap Kaine & MDMA]
I'm smoking on woods, don't smoke no Dutch
You a broke ass nigga shut the fuck up, hush
I came with the grip and I came with the clip
I'm a rich ass nigga man I do too much
Yeah I ride 'round town with a 40 on my lap
Left hand on the wheel, other hand gripping that [?]
With my foot on the motherfucking pedal and my car take off like vroom vroom
Aye lil' baby what you got going on?
Totin' on the chrome never run out of ammo
And I hold the trap house, don't get foreclosed
Gotta keep the stick you know we some animals
Kill a little nigga on the annual, diamonds like candles
Smoking on gas, something you can't handle
Peanut, he came in this [?]
And I stay ten toes, bitch, just like sandals
Miss your block, with the bullets they tackle
On the block with my boys and my rascal
Tommy tucked and no time for wrasslin
Molly called he said he ready for action
On your ass, call that boy my assassin
Me and my bros stick together like magnet
Me and that Nina, got fatal attraction
Potato on the barrel, nigga I'm mashed it
Chickens in the trap, we get em' 'fore hatchin'
Came with that hatchet
Don't say a word, the clip came with no caption

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]
I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)

[Interlude: Curren$y]
Check it out!
Yeah
I thought I was watching a movie
And then mac, mac was like: "bro go lay it down man you look ridiculous"

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
Fuck on that bitch I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me you could still get touched
I'm high I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas they wanna be us