What U Mean - Woop, Caskey

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

Before I made a way, they was hating to the max

Now that I paved a way, they like squares on the glass

I MJ fade away, 'cause I want no one 'round my stash

I’m all in haters' face, I’ll tell a hater, «Kiss my ass»

Like, «What you mean?»

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

I don’t know how these haters feel like, what you mean?

One time for my boy locked up named VL

I’ma fuck these hoes for ya, dog

Went to every state

We ain’t just known here locally, dog

Came through how I’m s’posed to be, dog

Kush packs smelling like potpourri, dog

From the bick with some rich white parents

Put the kid in the ovary, dog

Back and I’m on my shit, boy

Y’all better pay your homage

Two gloves on, crew dumb strong

Me and Woop, we the new Muhammads

And we coming for the loot and the commas

Taking our coupes to Bahamas

Y’all thugging out on YouTube

I don’t even read those comments

Bitch, got money coming in too fast

And I pimp too fast, and I’m running my M’s too fast

Yeah, y’all don’t pimp new cash

New wheels, new tint, new dash

Yeah, I be getting to the cheese

Y’all be in Wisconsin

Plug stay off of Mercy Drive

And he fast as fuck like Chris Johnson, sucker

Before I made a way, they was hating to the max

Now that I paved a way, they like squares on the glass

I MJ fade away, 'cause I want no one 'round my stash

I’m all in haters' face, I’ll tell a hater, «Kiss my ass»

Like, «What you mean?»

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

I don’t know how these haters feel like, what you mean?

I made so much money this month

I might buy thirty spots

No G shit, I like to move a lot

(G shit, G shit, G shit)

I know you’re mad, 'cause when a bitch see Woop

She holler out, «Rock out, baby»

I’m a hood nigga, eat hood shit

Pimpin' Cadillac

I was that lil nigga on handle bars

Now everywhere we be, it’s cameras

We keep two zips like a analog

Clips on them look like banana boats

Molly all in her drink

Pussy pure and it’s pink

Like Cubans, we gon' link

Million worth of dope cooked in that sink

Woop and Caskey, tryin' to stuff mills in Bugattis

Know karate, we kick back off Molly

Dick riding for the come up, what you stand for?

The loudest nigga in the room, but I ain’t speaking though

Before I made a way, they was hating to the max

Now that I paved a way, they like squares on the glass

I MJ fade away, 'cause I want no one 'round my stash

I’m all in haters' face, I’ll tell a hater, «Kiss my ass»

Like, «What you mean?»

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

What you mean?

I don’t know how these haters feel like, what you mean?