Waddup?!

Alright

I'm Gengar mixed with Gang Starr, in the pace car

That means I lead the pack while you just had a late start

Killing these Mufasas while you just want to hate your scars

I keep it pumping like I'm fucking made of eight hearts

Yeah

I'm just the devil on the next level

Conducting all this heat, so it's like he made of metal

I'm floating at the top and I just keep getting better

You be at the bottom cuz all you ever did was settle

I'm back at it like crack addicts with rich dads

You're bad at it, and bad habits, with no plans

I got more money than you know what to do with

That ain't no punch line, I just speak the truth bitch

When I do it, results are instantaneous

You're a little prick and I am intravenous

Your best days are worse than times that I forgot

Cuz everything i am equals everything you're not waddup

Waddup, Waddup

I get cash so fast, I give them whiplash

You smoke grass? Waddup, I got a big stash

You're Kevin Nash and Scott Hall, an outsider

I'm Robin Williams, but you only doubt fire

And now you're over the hill like Lauren is

I Balled like the cast of the Fast and Furious

I'll throw a kink in your plans like what a furry is

You be in the stands and I'm more like where the jury is

check the call list your only friend is scam likely

Everything I do, you wat to be just like me

High key

I get the paper like I work for Dunder

you be off brand, like you are Dr. Thunder

I'm talking to you, so what I'm being meta for?

I only hang with 10s, you've never even met a 4

If life's a bitch, then what I even met her for?

Quadruple entendre wasted on a metaphor

Waddup, waddup, waddup