Wake Em Up lyrics

[Intro]
What these n*ggas talkin' 'bout, man?
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Yeah, yeah
Yes, sir
Ooh
Woo
Woo
Woo

[Chorus]
I had to wake 'em up just like a little bit of coffee
Gettin' this chicken, it's salty, brushed the haters off me
I run up them bands, Patek or Lamb', there ain't no sh*ttin' on me
The Richie a 'Rari, homie, with the racks, I'm never lonely
I did a show for the crypto, pipe her up, now the b*tch, she do the most
I put Chanel on my hoes, I bought Rollies for the bros
Yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yеah (Woo), yeah
White toes for hеr feet, had to wake 'em up, they was sleep

[Post-Chorus]
Don't play with me
I done told n*ggas not to play with me (Told n*ggas not to play with me)
I'm the one, n*gga, not the two, I could boss up like a suit (Suit)
Assistant better not snooze (Better not snooze)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse]
I'm ridin' 'round with them bands on me
n*gga switched up, n*gga changed on me (Changed)
For the fame and all of the chains on me, R.I.P. to Rich Homie
You get lit then they on your di*k (Your di*k)
My b*tch, she slim and thick (And thick)
I've been juggin' since a jit (Jugg)
A n*gga hit the plug with the counterfeit (Yeah)
They be tryna go pop, n*gga, just drop, b*tch wanna lick my wrist (My wrist)
Turn on the stove, I'm back in the kitchen, I'm whippin' a brick (A brick)
I got the dough like fresh out the pan
Young n*gga duckin' Uncle Sam (Sam)
I was broke like cookin' Spam
Now I'm rich, I whip the Lamb' (Woo)

[Chorus]
I had to wake 'em up just like a little bit of coffee
Gettin' this chicken, it's salty, brushed the haters off me
I run up them bands, Patek or Lamb', there ain't no sh*ttin' on me
The Richie a 'Rari, homie, with the racks, I'm never lonely
I did a show for the crypto, pipe her up, now the b*tch, she do the most
I put Chanel on my hoes, I bought Rollies for the bros
Yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah (Woo), yeah
White toes for her feet, had to wake 'em up, they was sleep

[Outro]
I can't lose
The one not the two
Yeah, yeah, yeah