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[Hook: Hugh Lee(Yung Curt)]
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
[Verse 1: Yung Curt]
Man F*ck these oop n*ggas
Oops, I mean these Opp N*ggas
Pull up in that black thang
That fast thang, that drop N*gga
These n*ggas wanna pop off
I got a couple killers that'll pop wit ya
Pull out that black thang and go pop pop make you drop n*gga
Wassup
At the top it's just we
Pariah, NBG that's my family
I can merch it on my life, I put that on God N*gga
I'll murder one of you b*tch n*ggas for f*cking with my squad n*gga
Well Damn
I get the job done cause I am the man
Just pay me in cash, no checks
I do not like Uncle Sam
My mother said "Curt, you better go hard!"
I told her "Yes Mam!"
My n*ggas they whippin' the work
If they ain't got pots, then they using pans
Ah!
[Hook: Hugh Lee(Yung Curt)]
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
[Verse 2: Hugh Lee]
Came sick with a new flow
Same d*ck in a new hoe
Haters wonder where Hugh go
They rings off like Nuvo
They C*ck-blocking, ass guard
Its Low-key, Asgard
They Bench riding, as guard
Just Blasphemy.... Ask god
It ain't nothing to me
Got the city listening to me
Got the bitties whispering to me
Got the the kitties just purring to me
Kanye n*gga I'm coming
Yung Curt yeah muf*cker we coming
Chance what's up my n*gga we hunting
Mensa please tell these muf*ckers we running
Yeah I'm rolling rolling p*ssy n*ggas trolling
Never been a hoe and I ain't never going
Bout to lose control and
Just the type to have a bunch of b*tches rolling, rolling
Ride around and I get it
Got a half breed b*tch split 50/50
All my family gotta eat with me
Para la gente that's just in me
Bang
[Hook: Hugh Lee(Yung Curt)]
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on wassup
(Wassup, wassup)
All my n*ggas on
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(NBG My family, Pariah here we family)
They don't really really want it with the squad
(F*ck the opps them enemies, we killing them we winning see)
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