Wake Em Up

What these **** talkin' 'bout, man?

(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

Yeah, yeah

Yes, sir

Ooh

Woo

Woo

Woo

I had to wake 'em up, just like a little bit of coffee

Gettin' this chicken, it's salty

Brushed the haters off me

I run up them bands, Patek or Lamb', they ain't no shittin' on me

The Richie a 'Rari, homie, with the racks, I'm never lonely

I did this show for the crypto, pipe her up, now the bitch, she do the most

I put Chanel on my hoes, I bought Rollies for the bros

Yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah

White toes for her feet, had to wake 'em up, they was sleep

Don't play with me

I done told **** not to play with me (Told **** not to play with me)

I'm the one, ****, not the two, I can boss up like a suit (Suit)

Assistant better not snooze (Better not snooze)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm ridin' 'round with them bands on me

**** switched up, **** changed on me (Changed)

For the fame and all of the chains on me, R.I.P. to Rich Homie

You get lit then they on your dick (Your dick)

My bitch, she slim and thick (And thick)

I've been juggin' since a jit (Jug)

A **** hit the plug with the counterfeit (Yeah)

They be tryna go pop, ****, just drop, bitch wanna lick my wrist (My wrist)

Turn on the stove, I'm back in the kitchen, I'm whippin' a brick (A brick)

I got the dough like fresh out the pan

Young **** duck it, Uncle Sam (Sam)

I was broke like cookin' Spam

Now I'm rich, I whip the Lamb' (Woo)

I had to wake 'em up, just like a little bit of coffee

Gettin' this chicken, it's salty

Brushed the haters off me

I run up them bands, Patek or Lamb', they ain't no shittin' on me

The Richie a 'Rari, homie, with the racks, I'm never lonely

I did this show for the crypto, pipe her up, now the bitch, she do the most

I put Chanel on my hoes, I bought Rollies for the bros

Yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah

White toes for her feet, had to wake 'em up, they was sleep

I can't lose

The one not the two

Yeah, yeah, yeah