Wassup’s Tha Name Ringtones

Where that champagne at? Yeah, we trying to get faded Tell the DJ put us in rotation Motherfuck that playlist These 808s knock, shit's ignorant, the hoes flock Getting paper just don't stop So we're never watching that clock She back it up and then drop It's nasty, and I like it She down to ditch her side kick Just to be my side chick I'm addicted to all that fly shit You know chains, watches, cars, houses I ain't get it off of these ounces I got it all from clubs bouncing And bein' crazy enough to need counseling We standing up on these couches Our whole section is clownin' We made it off of our talents And it wasn't even a challenge All this liquor I'm downing Got me bout to lose my balance Said we ok, just mix a little bit of vodka with that OJ Throwing shots of patron, we on man they was foreplay Cause we about to turn it up Tell the dj turn it up Cause we don't give a fuck And that's wassup, wassup, yeah that's wassup That's wassup, wassup, yeah that's wassup That's wassup, wassup, yeah that's wassup You getting paid, well go and do your thang All about that life, found out tonight how you really roll Man that ain't your wife, just gotta let that go These hoes choosin', who are you to try to stop Chase down the profit then you ain't got to worry bout it They like Prada, Louie, Gucci, Fendi Niggas ridin' in them Bentleys, they got bitches, oh so many That's why I'm doin' me, livin' cool I don't like to make shit difficult But we wild out, act a fool, party startin' in the afternoon We twistin' up, hittin high, she like to roll, got her own supply Put that away, we smokin' mine In this club I pay the fine Take a drink this ain't no wine This is red cups with lean inside We have a good time so be advised When you rollin' out with me and mines

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, uh All praise to the most high Pretty young thing, throwin me tha chocha Hit it out the park, now it's game over Say you need some space but I pull you little closer Know I hate being sober Hold this, now take a hit and let me roll up What's the hold up, plot thickens, my time ticking Watch face, got this g-shock Ladies flock, you want some beef stop I'm with all the smoke like I stepped out that weed spot I been hot, I been on, handled things like I been grown Hey Hey Try me that's something, you won't wanna do This ain't a threat man I'm warning you Killers, I'm bringing my army through Drilling through shit like some power tools Nigga I'm back in attack now Nah I aint worried bout pat downs Just know I got in with it on me Nipsey died cause a nigga was salty It could've been me, it could've been you Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew It could've been me, it could've been you Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew Tired of putting in pain Put some respect on my name Don't do this for fame Do this so I could stay sane All of these thoughts be flooding my brain I do this so I could stay sane All of these thoughts be flooding my brain I do this so I could stay sane All of these thoughts be flooding my brain Should I kill him? I come from a shady village Filled with drug dealers and real killers that kill killers Every hood got them fuck niggas, yeah I tell you we don't fuck with them It's all business Watch how I flip it It's all business Watch how I flip it Make a profit, I'm coming to kick some knowledge Same niggas crack jokes and hit the block with They really changed up, I'm cooking, I put the flame up Watch me bubble, I flipped it and made it double, yeah I could teach how to hustle, yeah I could tell you bout the struggle yeah I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs yeah I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs Tired of putting in pain Put some respect on my name Don't do this for fame Do this so I could stay sane All of these thoughts be flooding my brain

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What the fuck, yeah, hold on Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Say, "Hello", nigga, little ho nigga Bitch-ass broke nigga, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh Say, "Hello", nigga, you a ho, nigga (What's up?) What's a high horse to a motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. nigga? (What's up?) Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rover Was a lil' nigga, wore the same clothes Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those From the fucking jungle where you can't grow Hold grudges, never let it go I'm with my fuckin' dawgs, no pedestal Do you need gause 'cause your pockets swole? What the fuck is that? That's a bankroll I got forty-five K in my pockеt Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it Do a show, then I make a deposit I madе Europe, they ragin' and moshin' Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching Nigga, I am the greatest in my generation I don't do no playin' about it These rappers, they should call me, "Papi" Every lil' thing is exotic I'm with two hoes like a shotty I'm shittin' on these niggas, no potty I don't wanna see your twenty dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman My thoughts outta pocket I been hidin' from the world The only thing see me right now is the sky and the projects (Hold on) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga (Ayy, say, "What's up?") Say, "What's up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back Niggas say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at? Designer rug, alligator my floor mat Bad lil' bitch gon' give me that neck, neck We was in the trenches, nigga, you was playin' Tech Deck Why you so motherfuckin' cap? Don't respect that, hey Don't come close, better step back, hey Minor setback for a comeback Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt Nigga put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah I been in the slums, givin' all back Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let's go) Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go) Where a young nigga sharin' a bookbag (Uh) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)