Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What the fuck, yeah, hold on
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What the fuck, yeah, hold on
[Chorus: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?)
What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, nigga
I'm froze up, nigga
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?", nigga
[Post-Chorus: Cordae & Young Thug]
Say, "Hello", nigga, little ho nigga
Bitch-ass broke nigga, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh
Say, "Hello", nigga, you a ho, nigga (What's up?)
What's a high horse to a motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. nigga? (What's up?)
[Verse 1: Cordae & Young Thug]
Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rover
Was a lil' nigga, wore the same clothes
Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those
From the fucking jungle where you can't grow
Hold grudges, never let it go
I'm with my fuckin' dawgs, no pedestal
Do you need gause 'cause your pockets swole?
What the fuck is that? That's a bankroll
I got forty-five K in my pockеt
Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it
Do a show, then I make a deposit
I madе Europe, they ragin' and moshin'
Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside
Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching
Nigga, I am the greatest in my generation
I don't do no playin' about it
These rappers, they should call me, "Papi"
Every lil' thing is exotic
I'm with two hoes like a shotty
I'm shittin' on these niggas, no potty
I don't wanna see your twenty dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman
My thoughts outta pocket
I been hidin' from the world
The only thing see me right now is the sky and the projects
(Hold on)
[Chorus: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?)
What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, nigga
I'm froze up, nigga
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?", nigga (Ayy, say, "What's up?")
[Verse 2: Cordae & Young Thug]
Say, "What's up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back
Niggas say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap
Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at?
Designer rug, alligator my floor mat
Bad lil' bitch gon' give me that neck, neck
We was in the trenches, nigga, you was playin' Tech Deck
Why you so motherfuckin' cap? Don't respect that, hey
Don't come close, better step back, hey
Minor setback for a comeback
Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey
Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt
Nigga put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah
I been in the slums, givin' all back
Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let's go)
Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go)
Where a young nigga sharin' a bookbag (Uh)
[Chorus: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?)
What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, nigga
I'm froze up, nigga
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?", nigga
[Outro]
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
Dagstur tok det til ti (Hey)
Hva skjer? Hva skjer? Hva skjer?
Hva skjer? Hva skjer? Hva skjer?
Hva faen, ja, hold på
[Refreng: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, hva skjer, nigga? (Hva skjer?)
Hva faen, nigga? (Hva faen?)
Kjøpte den tispa en Birkin bag
Nå er hun forelsket oss
Hockey puck, nigga
Jeg frøs opp, nigga
Se en skurk med meg
Si: "Hva er det?", Nigga
[Post-Kor: Cordae & Young Thug]
Si "Hei", nigga, lille ho nigga
Bitch-ass brøt nigga, neida, jeg kan ikke rulle med ya, he
Si "Hei", nigga, du en ho, nigga (Hva skjer?)
Hva er en høy hest til en motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. nigga? (Hva skjer?)
[Vers 1: Cordae & Young Thug]
Hold på, eh, første bil var en Range Rover
Var en lil' nigga, hadde på seg de samme klærne
Levende bilder, gutt, jeg male de
Fra den jævla jungelen der du ikke kan vokse
Bære nag, aldri la det gå
Jeg er med min jævla Dawgs, ingen pidestall
Trenger du gause fordi lommene Swole?
Hva faen er det? Det er en bankroll
Jeg fikk førtifem K i min pockеt
Er ikke no Cappin', sier jeg det, jeg fikk det
Gjøre et show, så jeg gjør et innskudd
Jeg madе Europa, de Ragin' og moshin'
Ja, jeg kødde med Wizards, men fangsten meg court
Garanterer at det er Lakers jeg ser
Nigga, jeg er den største i min generasjon
Jeg kan ikke gjøre noe playin' om det
Disse rappere, de skal ringe meg, "Papi"
Hver lil' ting er eksotisk
Jeg er med to hakker som en shotty
Jeg er shittin' på følgende niggas, ingen potte
Jeg vil ikke se tjue dollar bill 'mindre det er Harriet Tubman
Mine tanker outta lomme
Jeg er hidin' fra verden
Eneste se meg akkurat nå er himmelen og prosjektene
(Vent litt)
[Refreng: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, hva skjer, nigga? (Hva skjer?)
Hva faen, nigga? (Hva faen?)
Kjøpte den tispa en Birkin bag
Nå er hun forelsket oss
Hockey puck, nigga
Jeg frøs opp, nigga
Se en skurk med meg
Si: "Hva skjer?", Nigga (ayy, sier, "Hva skjer?")
[Vers 2: Cordae & Young Thug]
Si: "Hva er det?", Se hvordan jeg knulle den opp, få det tilbake
Niggas sier de egentlig Gettin' penger, det er montert cap
Boy, er du ikke aldri utenfor, hvor du virkelig på?
Designer teppe, alligator min gulvmatte
Bad lil 'tispe gon' gi meg som nakke, hals
Vi var i skyttergravene, nigga, du var playin' Tech Deck
Hvorfor så motherfuckin' cap? Ikke respektere at, hei
Ikke kom nær, bedre skritt tilbake, hey
Mindre tilbakeslag for et comeback
Bitch ass så jævla fett, hun fikk anelse tilbake, hey
Faen rundt og leke, få Splatt-Splatt
Nigga sette et hull i hodet som en humpback, woah
Jeg har vært i slummen, Givin' alt tilbake
Si meg, hvor i helvete er Donald Trump på? (La oss gå)
Kom fra slummen, dypt nede i skyttergravene (la oss gå)
Hvor en ung nigga Sharin' a bookbag (Uh)
[Refreng: Cordae & Young Thug]
Ayy, hva skjer, nigga? (Hva skjer?)
Hva faen, nigga? (Hva faen?)
Kjøpte den tispa en Birkin bag
Nå er hun forelsket oss
Hockey puck, nigga
Jeg frøs opp, nigga
Se en skurk med meg
Si: "Hva er det?", Nigga
[Outro]
Dagstur tok det til ti (Hey)