Whats Up

Yea I came from the stoop Got my money up Than I hop in a coupe And I leveled up Yea I'm on a new groove Yea your boy up I diddy bop in my shoes These is red bottoms too Yea I've been paid my dues Fruits of my labor Now I'm counting up paper Playing it major Just like the leagues As I swirl in my vee I'm onto these gees My mind on my money Y'all already know me Yea it's your dawggg Sunny We run it up and count it up And double up the money Til our fingers get paper cuts We live it up yupp Rollin thru city with big trunks Like Tonka While we running with bucks Like giannnis And smoking on that Zaza I got a bad mami with me You already know she's mala And she always call me dada Ah huh ha ha ha ha Yea I hustle yea yea what's up Yea I bubble yea yea what's up Yea I double yea yea what's up Yea I hustle yea yea what's up Yea I've always been a hustler Double up on them customers Came from a quarter half To a whole half & whole slab Now I flow and collab Counting up the math and I laugh haa Now haters stare and they mad With no t.v. But you can't see me like Stevie I look good with them vvs And ggs Onn You dealing with a don Like Michael corloenoe Tell them just to hold on Yea I as prolong I ain't no sprit runner This is a marathon I Grind all summer And catch tans in winter I ain't no new beginner I'm just a new winner Go getter, flow spitter And doe getter. I'm a chip of the O block When I use to have a spot With more knots I luv the dough You luv the hoes That's why you always broke I bubble up like coke Boy I've been dope Since Nintendo Yea I hustle yea yea what's up Yea I bubble yea yea what's up Yea I double yea yea what's up Yea I hustle yea yea what's up