Wassup

Up, down, right, left, goddamn I be rollin' on them

You would think I had a cheat code

So I been poppin' for a year now, better watch out

I'm about to enter beast mode

Hit 'em with the sheesh flow

Flyer than a superhero

And my pockets on Cee Lo (I want a zillion dollars) like Dr Evil

Ride up to the city in a custom whip with a custom **********

I mean her pussy fak

I hit it dank, send her on her way

Then get the next one like Elimidate

You can't imitate me, can't nobody intimidate me

With all this fire I've been spittin'

I see 'em disintegratin' (goddam)

Hit the bottle, I'm drunk as shit

Hit the joint then I'm high off tree

Walkin' 'round with a angel girl

She drink Red Bull and vodka

It give you wings

I'm in Canada pullin' all the tings

A ventriloquist, pull all the strings

A vegetarian, I need all the green

I'm shitting on 'em, need all the bean

They know who the **** I be (who you be?

How could you forget this guy?

F—U—T—U—R—I—S—T—I—C

Spell it out like 2005

I'm like move bitch, I'm Ludacri

Watch out lil ho, I'm 2 Chainz

Runnin' 'round all crossfaded

With a white girl that got a mood ring like "Move"

Give me some room, I'm tryna get by

Oh damn, who got that loud? I'm tryna get high

Hol' up Hol' up, who got that drink? I'm tryna get drunk

Where the hoes at? I'm tryna ****

Wassup? I'm tryna get by, I'm tryna get drunk

Wassup? I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna ****in'

Wassup? I'm tryna get by, I'm tryna get drunk

Wassup? I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna ****in'

Left, down, right, up

Walk up in this bitch and make the mother****er light up

If you ain't talkin' money what the **** you doin' callin' me

Don't try to ****ing line up

I feel like the man of the hour

I feel like the man of the year

I feel like puttin' my top in the trunk

If I press a button my mother****er gon' disappear

If I see a baddie I'ma tell her come here

She gon' get inside cause I'm me

Young B double E—Z, y'all don't really

Y'all don't really, y'all don't really want it with me

On the G—R—I—N—D got so many hoes that I'm a mother****ing P—I—M—P

Higher than a B-L-I-M-P right now

I'm where you need to be right now

Back up in this bitch

I told these hoes that they gotta get out if ain't throwin' back up in this bitch

There's so many I'ma need backup in this bitch, damn

Told em' to say what they wanted

Told 'em that this was they needed I sheeted, delete it

Then I repeat it, repeat it

Take a day off and repeat it

I mean it, I'm ill

**** I ain't got no chill, mother****er all I know is keepin' real

I don't really focus on the bad

I don't really focus on the shawty if the shawty ain't bad

Girls call me daddy not dad, yeah

Man they know what it is, they know what it is

**** what it ain't, you wanna be better

You can't, if you come at me with hate I'ma tell your ass "Move"

Give me some room, I'm tryna get by

Oh damn, who got that loud? I'm tryna get high

Hol' up Hol' up, who got that drink? I'm tryna get drunk

Where the hoes at? I'm tryna ****

Wassup? I'm tryna get by, I'm tryna get drunk

Wassup? I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna ****in'

Wassup? I'm tryna get by, I'm tryna get drunk

Wassup? I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna ****in'