Layup

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Duwap Kaine] It really is none of your goddamn business 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 [Chorus: Duwap Kaine] I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up) I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs) 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 that it's us Smoking on gas, it smell like must This burner on me, you could still get touched (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] Now you wanna hit my phone Back of the Maybach, the [?] gon' hold It hold thirty or more 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? How can I trust? Who should I bust? Run up the racks 'cause 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 Get you weight up, listen up You are invisible 'cause you are nobody Try getaway, shoot at the back of your truck [Chorus: 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 Oh my God Oh no That's the biggest fuck up, I'm sorry [Chorus: Duwap Kaine] I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs) 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 that it's us Smoking on gas, it smell like must This burner on me, you could still get touched (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 2: UnoTheActivist, Duwap Kaine & MDMA] I'm smoking on woods, don't smoke no Dutch You a broke ass nigga shut the fuck up, hush I came with the grip and I came with the clip I'm a rich ass nigga man I do too much 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 and 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, don't get 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 ten toes, bitch, just like sandals Miss your block, with the bullets they tackle On the block with my boys and my rascal Tommy tucked and no time for wrasslin 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 attraction Potato on the barrel, nigga I'm mashed it Chickens in the trap, we get em' 'fore hatchin' Came with that hatchet Don't say a word, the clip came with no caption [Chorus: Duwap Kaine] I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up) [Interlude: Curren$y] 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" [Chorus: Duwap Kaine] 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