作词 : Symere Woods/Future/JORDAN TIMOTHY JENKS

作曲 : Symere Woods/Future/JORDAN TIMOTHY JENKS

What's, what's, what's up?

Play that trumpet for the real niggas (What's up?)

What's up?

Play that trumpet for the real niggas

Let's do it (Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)

Let's, let's do it

What's up? (Yeah)

What's up? (Woo)

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

Uh, I'ma make sure they remember me

'Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)

I'ma make sure that they feelin' me

So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)

Everybody know I am from outer space

So you know that aliens be sendin' me (Woah)

Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account

If you wanna catch up, need like ten of me

No, statistically, I can't win every time

But you know the score prolly like ten to three

And them three times that I had to take an L

I remember them boys tried to finish me

Said we roll a 'Wood, I roll like fifty L's

They say, "How you keep all of that energy?"

'Cause I can't go back to the hood where them niggas could send at me

I remember livin' right next to my enemy (Woah)

Now I got too much money, I could blow up your whole facility (Yeah, yeah)

Gettin' too much money, I can build me a new facility (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, yeah)

I **** her three times, so I call that girl, um, a trinity (Woah, woah)

Uh, and no time, I would never ever let 'em sentence me (Woah, at all)

And in no time, gotta duck off 'cause these niggas would love killin' me (Yeah)

What's up? (What's up?)

Don't deal with the lies and the frauds (No)

That's why I don't get involved

What's up? (Woo)

What's up? (Yeah)

What's up?

What's up? (Yeah)

What's up?

What's up? (Ayy)

What's up?

What's up? (Uh)

Uh, I'ma make sure they remember me

'Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)

I'ma make sure that they feelin' me

So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)

Everybody know I am from outer space

So you know that aliens be sendin' me (Yeah)

Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account

If you wanna catch up, need like ten of me

Everybody know I come from outer space

I got racks on me, you do not wanna race

I got enemies so niggas gonna hate

Keep that semi on me, get you out my way

Hit a new mistress every day

Got the new *****, get on the cake

Got that lemon squeeze for the trigger play

Got some red, talk shit, on the way

I got [?][2:12], F&Ns

Rose gold diamonds same color Hen'

Cops tryna arrest me, I'm gone in the wind

You cannot catch me or none of my friends

You know that Richard Mille cost me a Benz

You know we get it poppin' on my end

You see this blue face Richard Mille

See the way these diamonds sittin' off the lens

You know we comin' in number one

You know we gon' kill the whole summer too

You know I'm blowin' up like an atomic bomb

You know it ain't nothin' to do

And I'm steppin', I'm steppin' in one-of-ones

Margielas got me walkin' on the moon

All this money got me like I'm on shrooms

Drankin' yellow, feelin' like a tycoon

What's up?

What's up? (Woo)

What's up? (Ayy)

What's up?

What's up? (Yeah)

What's up? (Yeah)

What's up?

What's up?

Uh, I'ma make sure they remember me

'Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)

I'ma make sure that they feelin' me

So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)

Everybody know I am from outer space

So you know that aliens be sendin' me (Yeah)

Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account

If you wanna catch up, need like ten of