Luh Ralph - Wadddup Lyrics

Yeah, I'm back up, with the shit F*cking foreign bitches jit,
Shawty told me that she love me Told Shawty , stop that shit
I be flyer than a bitch And that's the shit
I be running with them steppas That's down to split his head

Split his head, split his top And make sure that he ends up dead
My niggas savages they gone Smoke you when you even dead
Yeah, I'm back up, with the shit F*cking foreign bitches jit,
Shawty told me that she love me Told Shawty, stop that shit

I be flyer than a bitch And that's the shit
Got exotic hoes up in my face They got me moving lit
Hold on, hold on?, tk up, up in this bitch
Shit gets wicked in my city better keep you a lil stick,

F*ck Joe, he's a bitch Free JBI, the case
Huh?, what up
Ayy, shades on my G's Hell, they don't play about that shit
Riding through the strip while hoes sick up on my hip

And I got polos for the dude In case he wanna come and split
Running from the cops when every time they wanna hit
Got me hoes new chop and they won't play about this shit
Riding through the strip while hoes sifty up on my shit

30 in the clip You know we don't play, I got 30 in the strip
Push it out the bag cause we pulling triggers
Every time we see him, that's the thing
Pulling triggers every time we see him, we don't play

Pulling triggers everywhere we go, we don't play
We said we want all this more like Zaza on Saturday
Bitch
Ayy, what up

Ayy, said you wanna ride with me but you know that's what's up
Ayy, riding for my gang and riding with my whole damn crew
Cold car full of f*cking shooters, this shit do
If you say you with it, you don't know what I've been through

Cause you wanna talk all that shit but you never coming through
Damn, you say you wanna shoot it out
Wait, ayy, you say you wanna shoot it out
But I ain't never seen you on the block or outside

Cause every time I try to look for you, you inside
Either you in a gas station hanging out with friends
If I find your ass inside that station, that'll be it
If you wanna f*ck around with us, then you get dead

If you wanna f*ck around with us, we shoot you dead
Yeah, I'm back up with this shit, f*cking foreign bitches jit,
Shawty told me that she love me, told Shawty, stop that shit
I be flyer than a bitch, than a bitch, and that's the shit

Got exotic hoes up in my face, they got me moving lit
F*ck, Joe, he's a bitch, free jb out the cage
Hold on, hold on, ayy, ayy
They say they want this and they want it, they be fighting him

I know that they tripping when they say they wanted this
And they want this money, said all this and all of that
But if we come up to your crib, we with them knives and shoot them back, bitch