Waddup

(Fatman, you did this?) Bitch, waddup? (Yeah) Ay, bitch waddup? (Yeah) Ay, bitch waddup? (Yeah) (They got Wooski on the mix) Yeah, yeah Ay, bitch, waddup? (Waddup?) They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up Ay, lil bro walking up, masked up, suited up Ay, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up Ay, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch Ay, lil bro over code, he got two poles, doubled up Ay, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up Ay, treat the opps like blunts, indica, light him up ay Don't hype him up 'cause he a die Have your whole block cry, his balloons in the sky Now the opps want me dead, so I tell 'еm come try But I slide first, all they hеar is "Fye, fye, fye on the neck nigga!" Ay, that's how I'm coming bitch Like a track-star I'm on my block really running shit I do this shit in real life, boy this shit is not a skit Member putting tape up on the mag just to make it fit I remember sliding every day, I wasn't at the park I ain't have a lighter, but I really had to make a spark Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark All you see is spark, spark, spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga Ay, bitch, waddup? (Waddup?) They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up Ay, lil bro walking up, masked up, suited up Ay, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up Ay, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch Ay, lil bro over code, he got two poles, doubled up Ay, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up Ay, treat the opps like blunts, indica, light him up ay Fatman, you did this?