Tana - Wassup lyrics

Menoh! Wassup

She say it's harder to keep my name
Finna put diamonds all on my chain
Smokin' on dope and we sippin' on drank
Got opps I don't know but that shit a shame
These niggas be lame
We ain't playin' no games
Nigga, tuck your chain
'cause I'm just causin' pain

She ask me if I'm cheatin'
I'm hittin' her feelings
See the Feds on my ass
Well I look and reveal 'em
Like it's NASCAR, bitch
I'ma die with the wheel
And I trap hard, bitch
I might die with the steel
I hang with for real
II might just pop me a pill
I might just sign me a deal

Hundred bitches on me

Hundred whole lot of , yeah
Took your ho and I ain't even wanna fuck
In that Bentley Bentayga truck , wassup?
Wassup?

In that cup big bro told me how to flex up
Bitch, I'm overseas with Tecca
Look at my wrist, lil' bitch, Patek, uh
You can get flipped up on a stretcher
My bitch a dancer