Met G, King Killumbia, Pastor Troy - Wassup Lyrics

I just came up on a lick
Well Uh huh Wassup
I just copped a new whip
Well Uh huh Wassup
Representin' for my city
Well Uh huh Wassup
Bad bitches mobbin' wit me
Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Wassup Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Erebody hands up
Like you bought to get mugged

I'm a down south cola boi
Used to sell that yoda boy
Reppin' 803 803
Till it game over boy
You never woulda thought
Woulda thought woulda thought
That I ever woulda been this raw
Been this raw been this raw
Yea I'm picture perfect I'm racked up
And I'm G'd up like wassup
Guess you can say I'm in the clouds
Like Snoop and Martha I'm fucked up
Watch how I stack my paper up
Watch how I stack my haters up
Watch how I play these industries
Thinkin' they gon esee the end of me
It's usually these niggas that be all up in my face
Wantin' to take my place
Please just gimme my space
I swear I'm gon catch a case
Messing around with all that shade
My chopper a certified barber
And it will give you that fade

I just came up on a lick
Well Uh huh Wassup
I just copped a new whip
Well Uh huh Wassup
Representin' for my city
Well Uh huh Wassup
Bad bitches mobbin' wit me
Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Wassup Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Erebody hands up
Like you bought to get mugged

Wassup Nigga Wassup Bitch
Can a real nigga crack this
Up up and away
Pastor Troy in SC I do it everyday hey
Club off da chain
Waitin' on me
Niggas love to see ya boy PT
Drinkin' out da bottle
Remy Martin nigga
Jump off in the dooley
We departin' nigga
Smokin' good like hollywood
Try me nigga wish you would
Got guns like Ft. Jackson
Don't take much to get to blastin'
Pastor ah PT wassup
Now everybody on ya feet ah
Put ya hands up

I just came up on a lick
Well Uh huh Wassup
I just copped a new whip
Well Uh huh Wassup
Representin' for my city
Well Uh huh Wassup
Bad bitches mobbin' wit me
Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Wassup Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Erebody hands up
Like you bought to get mugged

Alotta yall bitin'
But you know you ain't me
Don't nobody crunk up a track like DP
Now everybody know I put da state on da map
The first cracka wit a deal that real gangsta rap
Well Uh Huh

Pull up to da club
In my BM dub
Gave most of my haters careers
Never expected love
Its Mr. fuck ya bitch
Yea its Devin Patrick
Literally I just fucked ya bitch
On da same day, different mattress
We can do it right here
We can do it right there
Its whatever I'm ready whenever
I'm steadily ready wit weaponry
Step to me better get up on my level
Don't bring me ya mixtape
Bring me a shovel
Body bag anyone everyone after
Master disaster assassinate rappers
They know I'ma kill it so I brought out da Pastor
Well Uh Huh Wassup
Stackin' dem dollars up
Before I hand her the bottle
I say swallow up
Mr. Cali Dick on a bitch
Hit it never follow up
Gottem' addicted like Twitter
I make'em follow us
Well Uh Huh

I just came up on a lick
Well Uh huh Wassup
I just copped a new whip
Well Uh huh Wassup
Representin' for my city
Well Uh huh Wassup
Bad bitches mobbin' wit me
Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Wassup Wassup
Uh huh Wassup Uh huh Wassup
Erebody hands up
Like you bought to get mugged