[Chorus]

Let me tell you what's up right now

I don't really give a fuck right now

I got the kush, you know it's in my cup right now

Bare corn for the man tryna shut man down

So let me tell you what's up right now

I don't really give a fuck right now

I got the kush, you know it's in my cup right now

Bare corn for the man tryna shut man down

[Verse 1]

So let me tell you what's up right now

I'm in the studio, the block's kinda hot right now

Fuck that, all my niggas flip packs

We just tryna count guap right now

Catch me with a piff ting

I can send it to the shop right now

Oh Lord, are you listening

On route to the show, I hope nothing get locked off

Cause when I touch that mic

Might sound like a real Don Dada

I stay cool cause my niggas got the ting

In case anything pop off

But no chilling after the show

I gotta make that drop off

Startеd off doing bare shows for free

Was doing that shit for a while

But Creeper said my timе will come

So Baseman, just swallow your pride

I started putting in work

And I can put that on my life

Cause I fell in love with this money

And I fell in love with the mic

Drink in my cup, they don't know what I'm sipping

I love this cash, I just fuck these women

But my heart feels empty, and no one can fill it

Now I'm waiting for the purp in my system to kick in

[Chorus]

Let me tell you what's up right now

I don't really give a fuck right now

I got the kush, you know what's in my cup right now

Bare corn for the man tryna shut man down

Let me tell you what's up right now

I don't really give a fuck right now

I got the kush, you know what's in my cup right now

Bare corn for the man tryna shut man down