Wassup Lyrics – Cordae
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
What’s up? What’s up? What’s up?
What’s up? What’s up? What’s up?
What the ***, yeah, hold on
Ayy, what’s up, ***? (What’s up?)
What the ***, ***? (What the ***?)
Bought that *** a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ***
I’m froze up, ***
See a baddie with me
Say “What’s up?”, ***
Say “Hello”, ***, little ho ***
***-ass broke ***, nah, I can’t roll with ya, huh
Say “Hello”, ***, you a ho, *** (What’s up?)
What’s a *** horse to a motherfuckin’ G.O.A.T. ***? (What’s up?)
Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rover
Was a lil’ *** with the same clothes
Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those
From the *** jungle where you can’t grow
Hold a grudge and never let it go
We the ***’ dawgs, no pedestal
Do you need gause ’cause your pockets swole
What the *** is that? That’s a bankroll
I got forty-five K in my pocket
Ain’t no cappin’, I say it, I got it
Do a show, then I make a deposit
I made Europe, they ragin’ and moshin’
Yeah, I *** with the Wizards, but catch me court side
Guarantee it’s the Lakers I’m watching
***, 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 out of 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, ***? (What’s up?)
What the ***, ***? (What the ***?)
Bought that *** a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ***
I’m froze up, ***
See a baddie with me
Say “What’s up?”, ***
Ayy, say “What’s up?”
Say “What’s up?”, watch how I *** 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’ *** gon’ give me that neck, neck
We was in the trenches, ***, 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
*** ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey
*** around and play, get splatt-splatt
***, put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah
I been in the slums givin’ all back
Tell me, where the *** is Donald Trump at? (Let’s go)
Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let’s go)
Where young niggas sharin’ a bookbag (Uh)
Ayy, what’s up, ***? (What’s up?)
What the ***, ***? (What the ***?)
Bought that *** a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ***
I’m froze up, ***
See a baddie with me
Say “What’s up?”, ***
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
