WHAT’S UP!

[Intro]
You can get served like a couple subpoenas
I keep a stick and a rack like Serena
You in the eye of the storm, no Katrina
Need a Latina just like Selena
And I don't know why niggas testing me
I got the sauce, so you need the recipe
Drip water like Voss and this is my destiny
I am the boss, so why niggas pressing me? (Ayy, Pasta)

[Chorus]
You got me fucked up
Time's up, bitch, your luck's up
What's up?
Oh nah, lil' nigga, tell me what's up
You got me fucked up
Time's up, bitch, your luck's up
What's up?
Oh nah, lil' nigga, tell me what's up

[Verse]
Ok, I move in the night, can't be seen like the bat man
Keep a couple rolls tucked up like a fat man
Got the plug to pack the pack for Frito
Not the type of night to fuck with me though
Cloud is getting to me, boost my ego
I'm the type the bitches like, a hero
You the type the bitches hate, the Fritos
Roll you up and smoke you like a pre-roll
Goddamn, I'm a hell of a man
This lil' nigga came through, made a hell of a stan
'Cause I'm a one man show, made a hell of a band
Hut one, hut two, finna run up a grand, yo
I ain't been rapping too long, but they begging and pleading to drop, bro (On God)
If this music don't work, it's no auto like Durk, all my homies come kick in your front door (Baow, baow)
Like the dirt in a huddle, I stepped on my struggles, that pressure be making them diamonds
OBJ, make a play, put the Drac' in your face, lil' boy, know you fucking with giants (Grrah)
This like my middle name is Goliath
Ain't no secret, boy, ain't no confining
Ain't got nowhere to run 'cause we riding
So we go spin the block, ain't no riding, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
You got me fucked up
Time's up, bitch, your luck's up
What's up?
Oh nah, lil' nigga, tell me what's up
You got me fucked up
Time's up, bitch, your luck's up
What's up?
Oh nah, lil' nigga, tell me what's up