[Chorus: Felix & Louie Pastel]
Wha—
What's up? What's up?
What's up?
What's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? (Bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah)
What's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? What's up? Play with me, blood on me, stain on me
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, shame on me, shame on me

[Verse 1: Louie Pastel]
Ugly-ass n***a, had to grind for the love
My little bitch born in 2001
My little bitch a whole space odyssey
Out of this world when she suck on the meat
Stanley Kubrick how I'm making a scene
Oh my God, that n***a weird, he obscene
Walk in the club and I came with the fleet
Y'all n***as jock like a fuckin' athlete
Green on my body, that boy is a beast
Foot fetish n***a, I can't have a feat
Any young n***a that's fuckin' with me
All that bullshit, my n***a, better cease
See your bleachers over there, have a seat
Ain't no tryout, ain't no ballin' with me
Shut the fuck up when you talkin' to me
Shut the fuck up when you talkin' to me
[Verse 2: Felix]
Ayy, testosterone levels be higher than ever, no wonder every day I feel like the man
Dumb motherfucker think of spillin' coke, when I tell him, I'm hoping that he kick the can
Told her ass too, ain't got no other words to describe him what it is other than, "Damn"
Self-proclaimed arson, but got enough freeze for the foster
A door-to-door hustle, but you cannot knock it
We won't catch a charge if they pass the sockets
They not making sense, we changin' the topic
The dick too atomic just to be platonic
Brain out of this world, she must be a Martian
I duck and I dodge it, that's a major problem
Minor solution struggle when you find 'em
Find it ironic, I'm claiming to not give a fuck but keep fuckin' up beats in the process
Now I'm stuck upside this bitch's conscience
Fillin' up her head with fuckin' nonsense
Sick of n***as stealing with a hospice
Thinking you the realest, but you not
First off, you don't got a fuckin' knot
Two cups fill of Soursop
Boy, that's straight juice, not drop
Pull out, then she asking, "Why you stop?"
Piss 'em off, they wanting me to stop
Yeah, I brought the beef to the opp
Pussy ain't the only thing that pop
N***a actin' fishy 'cause they flop
911, but I'm not a cop
If you ever see me in a drop
Banana peeling out the fuckin' lot
Juandissimo, I'm rippin' off the top
[Chorus: Felix]
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, stain on me, shame on me
What's up? What's up? Things on me, ass on me, hands on me
What's up? What's up? Play with me, blood on me, stain on me
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, shame on me, shame on me
What's up? What's up? What's up? Huh, what's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? What's up? What's up? Huh, what's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? What's up? What's up? Huh, what's up? What's up? Ayy
What's up? What's up? What's up? Huh, what's up? What's up? Ayy

[Outro: Felix]
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, stain on me, shame on me
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, stain on me, shame on me
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me, stain on me, shame on me
What's up? What's up? Dirt on me— shame on me— shame on— shame on—