fredo santana - wassup lyrics
[hook: lil reese]
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
they fake as f-ck, man, i can’t trust n-ggas
300, it’s just us, n-gga
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
they fake as f-ck, man, i can’t trust n-ggas
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
too many faces, i can’t trust n-ggas
[verse 1: lil reese]
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
i’m getting money, i can’t trust n-ggas
i grab my .30 if you a little bigger
he pillow talking, that’s for b-tches, n-gga
your b-tch want me, i p-ss her to my n-ggas
got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a n-gga
we bought more choppers cause the streets got realer
ain’t never seen you, so i ain’t gone sir you, n-gga
what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
and we play for keeps so it’s no worries for us
and we shooting this sh-t, this a true story, n-gga
i’m glory’d up, i’m in my glory, n-gga
[hook]
[verse 2: fredo santana]
i’m big boss fredo, what’s up with all these f-ck n-ggas?
trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, n-gga
i don’t f-ck with f-ck n-ggas, f-ck with me, you get trunked, n-gga
step up in the club, bet none of us get touched, n-gga
all us got .30s, we let them b-tches bust, n-gga
all us got .30s, we let them b-tches bust, n-gga
got a young n-gga that’s 15, all he do is slump n-ggas
young n-gga that’s 15 and all he do is slump n-ggas
dissing us, you drunk n-gga? your whole squad full of punk n-ggas
don’t make me grab that pump, n-gga, turn y’all to some skunk n-ggas
b-tch, we the n-ggas, and ain’t no way around it
i got a lot of guns, i’m talking hundred-round sh-t
[hook]
[verse 3: lil durk]
i’m toting, ?, my pill, they rolling
we lurking, see ’em on ’em, headshot, told little bro “dome him”
cause little bro keep it on him, he shoot, he shoot, he blowing
face shot, so ain’t no viewing, closed casket, ain’t no face
no face, it ain’t no case, police, it ain’t no trace
that’s why i use the .8, sometimes i use the .30
that’s when we do ’em dirty, that mean we show no mercy
that loud, that pipe be perfect, ain’t a n-gga perfect
don’t be no dummy, boy
a lot of n-ggas paranoid
free bro and them in the slammer, boy
free bro and them in the slammer, boy
[hook]
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