Wassup Lyrics

I’m in Paris in a train, I’m so high, I can’t explain

Smokin near the Effeil Tower got me feelin like a plane

Slowin my brain

Me and you, we ain’t the same

Boy you got to understand, I’m so hot that your girl tan

Call me jojo

Welcome to my fucking dojo

I bet I beat you and your homies

It ain’t no joke

Big punch, no chokes, broken and bleeding nose

I used to see your niggas with some powder on their nose

Boy you bet knowing that you gonna loose

It’s all your fault

I don’t care cause my ego cannot loose

I won it all

You’re insane, boy look at your shoes, you think that you ball

Just compare my sauce to yours then you niggas feeling small

Mothafucka i kill it all, don’t need no strap to make you fall

Who the fuck you think you are ?

Even tall i’ll make you fall, just a call and you’ll be running all your life or praise the lord

If you want more say “encore”, I fucked you bitch so I’ve just scored

I know it’s hard to understand, I got money, I got plans

I have to study for those plans

Thinking bands making bands got a nigga saying Damn I got to make this money now

Calm down

I’m going up, you fuck around

Wassup yo?

Wassup?

You’re my bro but you’re acting weirdo with me

Wassup bro? Wassup?

Fake niggas don’t eat, why you’re tryna stick me?

I had a nigga talking to my pop when i wasn’t home but that nigga snitched on another nigga from my zone

Knowing that he’s disabled, he’s being playing with my mental, he was coming to my house without even my permission

However, that nigga really thought that this shit would last forever

My nigga I’m growing up my time is short I need some paper

You pussy weirdo ass nigga tryna rob my time?

I’ve been patient with you, even knowing that you couldn’t write

Alright?

Alright?

Boy that shit is tight, It’s eye to eye nigga

I wonder why you acting like an instigator nigga

Now you walking down the street with a knife in your pocket

If you’re walkin with a knife you’re a pussy, period

Fuck it

I had a dream about rollin in a white Huracan, full of bandz in my truk

Throw it like a hurricane, until a stripper wanna fuck

Got my cup full of blends, boy retarded, feel no pain no

Chillin with my friends yo with some people that you probably don’t know

Niggas in japan call me taichou

High and super hot, that’s a hot show

Wassup yo?

Wassup?

You’re my bro but you’re acting weirdo with me

Wassup bro? Wassup?

Fake niggas don’t eat, why you’re tryna stick me?