WASSUP WIT IT
Cause I don't like limitations
(no no no, no no)
Twenty thousand leagues under lean
I pipe up, she pop out them jeans
Niggas they say fuck with me
Just to fake fuck with me
That's my partner, my whoadie he with me
If I'm flexin' it's just how I'm livin'
I can't live how you livin', no ceilings
Ain't got no top got no roof got no ceiling
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
All Li' swag know is a check
VVS diamonds my neck
I'm so cold I cannot sweat
Lil' Fauni go get the Tec
Uno gon' put in yo chest
Lil' Swag gon' get yo bitch wet
Swoolin' all up in the 'vette
They want to have no sess
I'm just gon' hang with my
Slimes all the time
Lil' Shawty doin' the coke
She doin' a line
Flexin' flexin' all the time
Money money on my mind
Yo bitch she all on my line
I told her have no time
Wassup wit it, wassup wit it
I'm in the trenches
Wassup wit it, wassup wit it
My windows tinted
Gang, we don't fuck with no snitches
Lil' Swag gon' pull up with bitches
Niggas they mad cause I'm winnin'
And it's only the beginning
Twenty thousand leagues under lean
I pipe up, she pop out them jeans
Niggas they say fuck with me
Just to fake fuck with me
That's my partner, my whoadie he with me
If I'm flexin' it's just how I'm livin'
I can't live how you livin', no ceilings
Ain't got no top got no roof got no ceiling
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
Say you want a bag, come and get it
I was in the back
I was runnin' up the minutes
Hundred plastic bags and I filled
It up with midgets
Come and go cause a nigga time tickin'
Chopper gonna hit 'em
That's a very long pistol
Pistol to your dome, make your last wishlist
Genie in a bottle wine, wish an Aristotle
Niggas sayin' swag but I call it aeropostale
Chopper gonna hit 'em and you
Know I'm full throttle
I got the stove on the boat, I'm on the sea
Yeah I float they callin' me Uno GOAT
Chopper gon' hit 'em one time
You can't ask B cause it
Went through his throat
I do not never read books
I never write rhymes
It's straight from the dome
That bitch do so many lines
I think that she blind she need to go home
They call me Swiper no swipin'
How you gonna catch me when Uno went ghost?
Lil bitch let you make a toast
Fuck you to sleep
Then I might wipe your nose
I whip the dope out the bowl
If my pocket low then I might kick a door
Twenty thousand leagues under lean
I pipe up, she pop out them jeans
Niggas they say fuck with me
Just to fake fuck with me
That's my partner, my whoadie he with me
If I'm flexin' it's just how I'm livin'
I can't live how you livin', no ceilings
Ain't got no top got no roof got no ceiling
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it
So wassup wit it wassup wit it