Fredo Santana - Wa**up lyrics

[Hook: Lil Reese] What's up with all these f** n***as What's up with all these f** n***as They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as 300, it's just us, n***a What's up with all these f** n***as They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as Wa**up with all these f** n***as Too many faces, I can't trust n***as [Verse 1: Lil Reese] What's up with all these f** n***as I'm getting money, I can't trust n***as I grab my 30 if you a little bigger He pillow-talking, that's for b**hes, n***a Your b**h want me, I pa** her to my n***as Got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a n***a We bought more choppers cause the streets got realer Ain't never seen you, so I ain't gone serve you, n***a What's up with all these f** n***as And we play for keeps so it's no worries with us And we shooting this sh**, this a true story, n***a I'm Glory'd up, I'm in my glory, n***a [Hook] [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] I'm big boss Fredo, what's up with all of these f** n***as Trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, n***a I don't f** with f** n***as, f** with me, you get trunked, n***a Step up in the club, bet none of us get touched, n***a All us got 30s, we let them b**hes bust, n***a All us got 30s, we let them b**hes bust, n***a Got a young n***a that's 15, and all he do is slump n***as Young n***a that's 15 and all he do is slump n***as Dissing us, you drunk n***a? Your whole squad full of punk n***as Don't make me grab that pump, n***a, turn y'all to some skunk n***as b**h, we them n***as, and ain't no way around it I got a lot of guns, I'm talking hundred-round sh** [Hook] [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 n***a perfect Don't be no dummy, boy A lot of n***as paranoid Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy [Hook]