Lil Reese - Wassup lyrics
rate meWhat's up with all of these fuck niggas?
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
300, it's just us, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
Too many faces, I can't trust niggas
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
I'm getting money, I can't trust niggas
I grab my .30 if you a little bigger
He pillow talking, that's for bitches, nigga
Your bitch want me, I pass her to my niggas
Got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a nigga
We bought more choppers ‘cause the streets got realer
Ain't never seen you so I ain't gone serve you, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
And we play for keeps so it's no worries with us
And we shooting this shit, this a true story, nigga
I'm Glory'd up, I'm in my glory, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
300, it's just us, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
Too many faces, I can't trust niggas
I'm big boss Fredo, what's up with all of these fuck niggas?
Trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, nigga
I don't fuck with fuck niggas, fuck with me, you get trunked, nigga
Step up in the club, bet none of us get touched, nigga
All us got .30s, we let them bitches bust, nigga
All us got .30s, we let them bitches bust, nigga
Got a young nigga that's 15 and all he do is slump niggas
Young nigga that's 15 and all he do is slump niggas
Dissing us, you drunk, nigga? Your whole squad full of punk niggas
Don't make me grab that pump, nigga, turn y'all to some skunk niggas
Bitch, we them niggas, and ain't no way around it
I got a lot of guns, I'm talking hundred round shit, damn
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
300, it's just us, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
Too many faces, I can't trust niggas
I'm toting, phone and my pill, they rolling
We lurking, see 'em on 'em, headshot, told little bro "done him"
‘Cause little bro' keep it on him, he shoot, he shoot, he blowing
Face shot so ain't no viewing, closed casket, ain't no face
No face, it ain't no case, police, it ain't no trace
That's why I use the .8, sometimes I use the .30
That's when we do 'em dirty, that mean we show no mercy
That loud, that pipe be perfect, ain't a nigga perfect
Don't be no dummy, boy
A lot of niggas paranoid
Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy
Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
300, it's just us, nigga
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas
What's up with all of these fuck niggas?
Too many faces, I can't trust niggas
