Artist: Lil Reese f/ Fredo Santana, Lil Durk Album: Supa Savage (Mixtape) Song: Wassup Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: Lil Reese] What's up with all these fuck niggaz What's up with all these fuck niggaz They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggaz 300, it's just us, nigga Wassup with all these fuck niggaz They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggaz Wassup with all these fuck niggaz Too many faces, I can't trust niggaz [Verse 1: Lil Reese] What's up with all these fuck niggaz I'm getting money, I can't trust niggaz I grab my .30 if you a little bigger He pillow-talking, that's for bitches, nigga Your bitch want me, I pass her to my niggaz Got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a nigga We bought more choppers cause the streets got realer Ain't never seen you, so I ain't gone serve you, nigga What's up with all these fuck niggaz And we play for keeps so it's no worries with us And we shooting this shit, this a true story, nigga I'm Glory'd up, I'm in my glory, nigga [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] I'm big boss Fredo, what's up with all of these fuck niggaz Trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, nigga I don't fuck with fuck niggaz, fuck with me, you get trunked, nigga Step up in the club, bet none of us get touched, nigga All us got .30s, we let them bitches bust, nigga All us got .30s, we let them bitches bust, nigga Got a young nigga that's 15, and all he do is slump niggaz Young nigga that's 15 and all he do is slump niggaz Dissing us, you drunk nigga? Your whole squad full of punk niggaz Don't make me grab that pump, nigga, turn y'all to some skunk niggaz Bitch, we them niggaz, and ain't no way around it I got a lot of guns, I'm talking hundred-round shit [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil Durk] I'm toting, folk and 'em on pill, they rolling We lurking, see 'em on 'em, headshot, told little bro "Dome him" Cause little bro' keep it on him, he shoot, he shoot, he blowing Face shot, so ain't no viewing, closed casket, ain't no face No face, it ain't no case, police, it ain't no trace That's why I use the 8, sometimes I use the .30 That's when we do 'em dirty, that mean we show no mercy That loud, that pipe be perfect, ain't a nigga perfect Don't be no dummy, boy A lot of niggaz paranoid Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy [Chorus]