What’s Up lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, somebody's gotta be the bad guy

[Hook]
I tell her I don't want no love
I just wanna f*ck
Getting money even when I'm sleeping homie that's what's up
Ain't no titties in the pics you sending shorty what the f*ck
Smoking on that gas
Hit it once then you going up

[Verse 1]
I ain't tripping over b*tches I'm getting money
Yo b*tch is like a leech she all on me trynna suck me
Whiskey that I'm sipping got the boy feeling lovely
Once we f*ck you gotta go don't chill and get comfy
I'm popping peace
Yo thot on her knees, blow me like the breeze
Ass is fat, how she in them jeans
Do this sh*t with ease
f*ck degrees, f*ck the school getting money
My expertise, with my team, with my dogs
Yeah we doing what we please
Told my momma not to worry imma put in this work
These b*tches really trynna cuff me
Do you know what I'm worth
She say "Jerome you did me dirty got all my feelings hurt"
Last year these b*tches didn't want me yeah yall got some nerve
I told em Play This At Your Party and they certainly did
I got the sauce, I got the juice
That's why she slurping the kid
Man I'm the alpha
When I'm present yall be nervous as sh*t
She say "You sure that you don't love me?"
Yes I'm certain you b*tch
Okay I tried to be the good guy but you made the villain
Your shorty mouth just like a daycare that's where I put my children
They say "Jerome, all you rap about is money and women"
I'm like "Hey bro, shut the f*ck up I'm just trynna make millions"

[Hook]
Okay I tell her I don't want no love
I just wanna f*ck
Getting money even when I'm sleeping homie that's what's up
Ain't no titties in the pics you sending shorty what the f*ck
Smoking on that gas
Hit it once then you going up

[Verse 2]
Take a broke boy b*tch to the nearest loqinta
Smoking on that loud that sh*t is loud like a speaker
Back in high school I tried to f*ck all my teachers
I hit a shorty last night
Today I said nice to meet ya
I got money on my mind
I got honeys on my line
She gon f*ck me cus I rhyme
She is ugly but thats fine
Cus I got that liquor in me
Since I'm faded she a nine
When I'm sober she a five
She gon get this di*k tonight
b*tch we getting ignorant
Yeah we in this b*tch
She won't f*ck the first night then I'm dipping it
Shortys picking out their outfits just to strip in it
She let me hit, I smoked a blunt, then I hit again

[Hook]
Like I don't wanna fall in love
I just wanna f*ck
Getting money even when I'm sleeping homie that's what's up
Ain't no titties in the pics you sending shorty what the f*ck
Smoking on that gas
Hit it once then you going up Jerome