Wassup With Yo Friend? Lyrics

It's summertime nigga

I feel like Will Smith the way I get jiggy with a bitch

Got some yoes who wanna roll, they tryna get high

I got TwoSS with me and he's the right guy

Fuck with us

TrapNerd shit

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

Loud pack all we smoke is loud pack

Ride around different routes we got it down pact

You like to get me high then show me how yo mouth latch

Never letting go you trying to get yo crown back

Queen in my contacts but don't remember names

Seen her on ya story trying to see ya friend again

Ironman in my pants but no avenger games

Two SS in two bitches how I got my pimpin name

Higher than my nigga Michael Jackson with the moonwalk

Taking trips to outer space we smoking on that moonrock

Got my favorite bitch in here but trying to see what two cost

Never pay for pussy but them booties looking too soft

Magic wand like Dumbledore but you can call me Jude law

Running in the pussy I ain't even take my shoes off

Beating down ya two walls bout to blow the roof off

Was gonna beat my meat tonight but figured I include y'all

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

She said I'm running thru her head I'm tryna run up in her bed

She on her period so I'm a fuck her friend instead

The infrared, I keep the beam in my pocket

What you smoking nigga

The green look like broccoli

What you mean I won't cock it

Your baby momma she get mean when she plotting

I have dreams of her thotting Young Martin Luther

Bring her back to the Thottage Cottage and get that pussy poppin

Walk in with my weapon always keep it when I'm stepping

This weed got me not stressing best believe I shoot like Stephen

Young Cesar Salad I be dressing, the plug trippin I'll finesse him

A nigga get out of line then he dying, God bless him

Father, Son, Holy Spirit

Player shit never trip over a hoe

Buy a zip roll it quick I'm getting high with the bros

Will I ever change, the answer prolly no

Fuck a bitch, smoke a zip, this shit is all I know nigga

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

Got my gold wrist hanging out the window

We outside but we smoking Indo

You a bad bitch what's up with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch what's up with you friend hoe

You can smell us for you see us cuz the scent dope

The way you roll a joint could tell you was a nympho

You a bad bitch wassup with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch wassup with yo friend hoe?

You can smell us for you see us cuz the scent dope

The way you roll a joint could tell you was a nympho

You a bad bitch wassup with yo friend tho

You a bad bitch wassup with yo friend hoe?

Its TwoSS man

Ya nigga who I'm better than

Its TwoSS man

You'll never find a better man

Its TwoSS man

Ya nigga who I'm better than

Its TwoSS man

You'll never find a better man