LYRIC
But honestly it ain't nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup
It's your cup – drink it
You might die, kill yourself, if that's what you wanna do
You could be drinking prune juice, who knows?
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
What the hell is in his cup?
Whatever he was drinking must be a motherfucking success potion
That's why I tell people fuck you, and whatever was in my cup suck my dick, I'm gonna keep drinking it bitch [Hook: Duwap Kaine] I'm off the drugs when I – wake up
I'm off the drugs when I wake up
Fuck on that bitch I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me you could still get touched
I'm high I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas they wanna be us [Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & Lite Fortunato] Bae wanna hit my phone
Bae could've made [?] [?] Hundred round .30, ooh, hundred round birdie
Ride around town with the birdies
Chicken McFlurry
I got racks in my pockets, my pockets gon' bust
Diamonds they VVS look at the cuts
The Benz is AMG, leave 'em in the dust
My own bro betrayed so who can I trust?
Who can I trust?
Who should I bust?
Run up the racks cus' you know that's a must
If the feds kick the door then the work I'ma flush
Got the chopper, kickback, hit that boy in his gut
Got the baddest bitches getting fucked on the bus
We be flexing so hard that they wanna be us
[?] [?] You are invisible cus' you are nobody
Truckin' away, shoot back to back, yeah I'm [?] [Hook: Duwap Kaine ] I'm off the drugs when I – wake up [Interlude: Lil Wayne and Interviewer] I'm saying, you said like in the past
Kicks and spills lean cup
Oh no!
That's the biggest fuck up, I'm sorry [Hook continued] I'm off the drugs when I wake up
Fuck on that bitch I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me you could still get touched
I'm high I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas they wanna be us [Bridge: Duwap Kaine] I'm smoking on woods, don't smoke no Dutch
You a broke ass nigga shut the fuck up
I came with the grip and I came with the clip
I'm a rich ass nigga man I do too much [Verse 2: UnoTheActivist, Duwap Kaine, & MDMA] Yeah I ride 'round town with a .40 on my lap
Left hand on the wheel, other hand gripping that [?] With my foot on the motherfucking pedal in my car take off like vroom vroom
Aye lil' baby what you got going on?
Totin' on the chrome never run out of ammo
And I hold the trap house doves getting foreclosed
Gotta keep the stick you know we some animals
Kill a little nigga on the annual
Diamonds like candles
Smoking on gas, something you can't handle
Peanut, he came in this [?] And I stay [?] like [?] [?] On the block with my boys and my rascal
Tommy tucked and no time for ransom
Molly called he said he ready for action
On your ass, call that boy my assassin
Me and my bros stick together like magnet
Me and that nina, got fatal, got tragic
Potato on the barrel, nigga I'm magic
Chickens in the trap, we get em' 'fore hatchin'
Came with that hatchet
Don't say a word, the [?] with no [?] [Hook: Duwap Kaine] I'm off the drugs when I – wake up [Interlude: Unknown] Check it out!
Yeah
I thought I was watching a movie
And then mac, mac was like: "bro go lay it down man you look ridiculous" [Hook continued] I'm off the drugs when I wake up
Fuck on that bitch I don't want no layup
Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up
My ex hit my phone I don't wanna make up
We ball on these niggas they know
Smoking on gas, it smell like must
This burner on me you could still get touched
I'm high I don't gotta say much
I hit me a lick I don't gotta say much
Fuck on your bitch I don't gotta say much
I'm with the shit I don't gotta say much
Designer my clothes I don't gotta say much
Put trust in my bros I don't gotta say much
We came with them hoes we don't gotta say much
We know we them niggas they wanna be us
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