Wassup?

[Chorus]
I was tripping out, on this hoe
It's a whiteout, she do coke
I was trying to get inside her pants, I was trying to get inside her throat
He trying to call me brodie, call me twin, I don't even know him though
You is not my twin, you is not my friend, none of the above
I'm trying to get inside your pockets, yeah I'm a thug
I'm trying to get inside your body, I don't want no hug
I was just minding my own business, yeah I dont know what's up

[Verse 1]
But if he talking tough, we could send him up
I was riding around and I had that semi tucked
Yeah, drop the top off my rolls, put your hands up
I'm going to pull up, wipe out your whole team, I'm a cancer
She want rinse my kids like Listerine, she a dancer
This bitch famous and she blonde, I call her Hannah Montana
And I might call her Miley Cyrus
I just cheated on this hoe, I told her bae I'm sorry
It wasn't even me for real, it was them narcotics
It wasn't even me for real, I was on that molly
I make murder music, 808s going to make him lose his head
I can't wait to shoot him, ARP going to fill him up with lead
Im not trying to lose her, but she always get into my head
And you kind of loser, talking tough but you ain't got no bread
I got bands for this hoe, I put some Vetements on her ass
She ain't even got an ass, I just know she got good head

[Chorus]
I was tripping out, on this hoe
It's a whiteout, she do coke
I was trying to get inside her pants, I was trying to get inside her throat
He trying to call me brodie, call me twin, I don't even know him though
You is not my twin, you is not my friend, none of the above
I'm trying to get inside your pockets, yeah I'm a thug
I'm trying to get inside your body, I don't want no hug
I was just minding my own business, yeah I dont know what's up

[Verse 2]
I don't ask no questions, I just go right in and set up
Bad 'lil shorty live in Maine, so I'm speeding, driving up
Brodie said he need some packs, I said, "okay drop them off"
And I'm not Bruce, but if you talking to her, I might drop them off
I might slide on him, with that chop
Im going to send them out, when its dark
I'm going to catch your hoe, make some art
And I know this hoe, I'm so smart

[Chorus]
I was tripping out, on this hoe
It's a whiteout, she do coke
I was trying to get inside her pants, I was trying to get inside her throat
He trying to call me brodie, call me twin, I don't even know him though
You is not my twin, you is not my friend, none of the above
I'm trying to get inside your pockets, yeah I'm a thug
I'm trying to get inside your body, I don't want no hug
I was just minding my own business, yeah I dont know what's up