Say Wassup

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[Intro] Yo, yo [Verse 1] 86 degrees out, mama kicking me out "Go hang out with your friends, just close the door -- don't let the breeze out" Meet up in a tree house, plot our next move Grandma round the way, be pressed if I ain't got food She said, "boy, pull your pants up" But don't say nothing to my mans bruh She say, "that's not my baby -- let him do what that man want" Now I'm riding 'round this side of town Swisher tucked -- Dom hide it now Say wassup to them crack heads that's posted up in my homie's house Asada, horchata All my partners, we squad up Bumpin' Keef by the beach, introduced to Malama (oh block) We boostin' the product, we flip it, skipping the drama I went to church at my bus stop, varsity track when the gun pop I learn the best under pressure, underrated and precious My homies say that I'm chosen, so I just relay the message That we ain't taking your shit, 'cause we been hurt for a grip And I can't be the one to get stuck in this city Got love, but I'm destined for more Come on with me like [Chorus] Oh my god, we made it Owe my mom, just wait bitch I've been working, I've been grinding I've been swerving, I've been flying I deserve this, can't deny it Don't you even fucking try it Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup) Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup) Say wassup (say wassup) Say wassup (say wassup) Say wassup (say that, then) Say wassup [Verse 2] I got them white girls eating roasted corn, I feel like Regina George Tell them they can't sit with us, this what I've been fiending for This what I've been dreaming 'bout, what I told my team about They look at me crazy 'cause my money in a meek amount My hat back like I'm Billy Hoyle, fade away like I'm Sidney Deane Finessing in Bainbridge, your brother's foil Hustle the game, they can't fuck with me That Rosie Perez money, them titties be blessed Might need that Khaled I'm so hood, I'm talking "yeah, we the best" Might need to fuck around just to fuck around Hit magic city with a hundred pounds And that moolah get put up with something real thick I'll open the shop because I know my shit's fly It can't get much better, I swear it This make me want to call up my parents And tell them quit they job, I got it covered Come and fuck with me We got a ways to go, but when we get there imma fucking scream [Chorus] Oh my god, we made it Owe my mom, just wait bitch I've been working, I've been grinding I've been swerving, I've been flying I deserve this, can't deny it Don't you even fucking try it Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup) Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup) Say wassup (say wassup) Say wassup (say wassup) Say wassup (say that, then) Say wassup Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup) Say wassup if you see me riding around Say wassup (say that, then) Say wassup (say that, then) Say wassup (say that, then) Say wassup [Outro] Say that, then
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- Travis Thompson