[Intro]
Yo, yo

[Verse 1]
86 degrees out, mama kicking me out
"Go hang out with your friends, just close the door -- don't let the breeze out"
Meet up in a tree house, plot our next move
Grandma round the way, be pressed if I ain't got food
She said, "boy, pull your pants up"
But don't say nothing to my mans bruh
She say, "that's not my baby -- let him do what that man want"
Now I'm riding 'round this side of town
Swisher tucked -- Dom hide it now
Say wassup to them crack heads that's posted up in my homie's house
Asada, horchata
All my partners, we squad up
Bumpin' Keef by the beach, introduced to Malama (oh block)
We boostin' the product, we flip it, skipping the drama
I went to church at my bus stop, varsity track when the gun pop
I learn the best under pressure, underrated and precious
My homies say that I'm chosen, so I just relay the message
That we ain't taking your shit, 'cause we been hurt for a grip
And I can't be the one to get stuck in this city
Got love, but I'm destined for more
Come on with me like
[Chorus]
Oh my god, we made it
Owe my mom, just wait bitch
I've been working, I've been grinding
I've been swerving, I've been flying
I deserve this, can't deny it
Don't you even fucking try it
Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup)
Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup)
Say wassup (say wassup)
Say wassup (say wassup)
Say wassup (say that, then)
Say wassup

[Verse 2]
I got them white girls eating roasted corn, I feel like Regina George
Tell them they can't sit with us, this what I've been fiending for
This what I've been dreaming 'bout, what I told my team about
They look at me crazy 'cause my money in a meek amount
My hat back like I'm Billy Hoyle, fade away like I'm Sidney Deane
Finessing in Bainbridge, your brother's foil
Hustle the game, they can't fuck with me
That Rosie Perez money, them titties be blessed
Might need that Khaled
I'm so hood, I'm talking "yeah, we the best"
Might need to fuck around just to fuck around
Hit magic city with a hundred pounds
And that moolah get put up with something real thick
I'll open the shop because I know my shit's fly
It can't get much better, I swear it
This make me want to call up my parents
And tell them quit they job, I got it covered
Come and fuck with me
We got a ways to go, but when we get there imma fucking scream
[Chorus]
Oh my god, we made it
Owe my mom, just wait bitch
I've been working, I've been grinding
I've been swerving, I've been flying
I deserve this, can't deny it
Don't you even fucking try it
Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup)
Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup)
Say wassup (say wassup)
Say wassup (say wassup)
Say wassup (say that, then)
Say wassup
Say wassup if you see me riding around (say wassup)
Say wassup if you see me riding around
Say wassup (say that, then)
Say wassup (say that, then)
Say wassup (say that, then)
Say wassup

[Outro]
Say that, then