[Intro: Lil Wayne & Duwap Kaine]

It really is none of your goddamn business

But honestly it ain't nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup

It's your cup, drink it

You might die, kill yourself, if that's what you wanna do

You could be drinking prune juice, who knows?

I'm off the drugs when I wake up

I'm off the drugs when I wake up

What the hell is in his cup?

Whatever he was drinking must be a motherfucking success potion

That's why I tell people, "Fuck you" and whatever was in my cup, suck my dick, I'm gonna keep drinking it, bitch

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]

I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)

I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs)

Fuck on that bitch, I don't want no layup

Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up

My ex hit my phone, I don't wanna make up

We ball on these niggas they know that it's us

Smoking on gas, it smell like must

This burner on me, you could still get touched (Get touched)

I'm high, I don't gotta say much

I hit me a lick, I don't gotta say much

Fuck on your bitch, I don't gotta say much

I'm with the shit, I don't gotta say much

Designer my clothes, I don't gotta say much

Put trust in my bros, I don't gotta say much

We came with them hoes, we don't gotta say much

We know we them niggas, they wanna be us

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & Lite Fortunato]

Now you wanna hit my phone

Back of the Maybach, the [?] gon' hold

It hold thirty or more

Hundred round 30, ooh, hundred round birdie

Ride around town with the birdies, Chicken McFlurry

I got racks in my pockets, my pockets gon' bust

Diamonds they VVS, look at the cuts

The Benz is AMG, leave 'em in the dust

My own bro betrayed so who can I trust?

How can I trust? Who should I bust?

Run up the racks 'cause you know that's a must

If the feds kick the door then the work, I'ma flush

Got the chopper, kickback, hit that boy in his gut

Got the baddest bitches getting fucked on the bus

We be flexing so hard that they wanna be us

Get you weight up, listen up

You are invisible 'cause you are nobody

Try getaway, shoot at the back of your truck

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]

I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)

[Interlude: Lil Wayne and Interviewer]

I'm saying, you said like in the past

Oh my God

Oh no

That's the biggest fuck up, I'm sorry

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]

I'm off the drugs when I wake up (Them drugs)

Fuck on that bitch, I don't want no layup

Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up

My ex hit my phone, I don't wanna make up

We ball on these niggas they know that it's us

Smoking on gas, it smell like must

This burner on me, you could still get touched (Get touched)

I'm high, I don't gotta say much

I hit me a lick, I don't gotta say much

Fuck on your bitch, I don't gotta say much

I'm with the shit, I don't gotta say much

Designer my clothes, I don't gotta say much

Put trust in my bros, I don't gotta say much

We came with them hoes, we don't gotta say much

We know we them niggas, they wanna be us

[Verse 2: UnoTheActivist, Duwap Kaine & MDMA]

I'm smoking on woods, don't smoke no Dutch

You a broke ass nigga shut the fuck up, hush

I came with the grip and I came with the clip

I'm a rich ass nigga man I do too much

Yeah I ride 'round town with a 40 on my lap

Left hand on the wheel, other hand gripping that [?]

With my foot on the motherfucking pedal and my car take off like vroom vroom

Aye lil' baby what you got going on?

Totin' on the chrome never run out of ammo

And I hold the trap house, don't get foreclosed

Gotta keep the stick you know we some animals

Kill a little nigga on the annual, diamonds like candles

Smoking on gas, something you can't handle

Peanut, he came in this [?]

And I stay ten toes, bitch, just like sandals

Miss your block, with the bullets they tackle

On the block with my boys and my rascal

Tommy tucked and no time for wrasslin

Molly called he said he ready for action

On your ass, call that boy my assassin

Me and my bros stick together like magnet

Me and that Nina, got fatal attraction

Potato on the barrel, nigga I'm mashed it

Chickens in the trap, we get em' 'fore hatchin'

Came with that hatchet

Don't say a word, the clip came with no caption

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]

I'm off the drugs when I (Wake up)

[Interlude: Curren$y]

Check it out!

Yeah

I thought I was watching a movie

And then mac, mac was like: "bro go lay it down man you look ridiculous"

[Chorus: Duwap Kaine]

I'm off the drugs when I wake up

Fuck on that bitch I don't want no layup

Go buy some jewels, I get all my cake up

My ex hit my phone I don't wanna make up

We ball on these niggas they know

Smoking on gas, it smell like must

This burner on me you could still get touched

I'm high I don't gotta say much

I hit me a lick I don't gotta say much

Fuck on your bitch I don't gotta say much

I'm with the shit I don't gotta say much

Designer my clothes I don't gotta say much

Put trust in my bros I don't gotta say much

We came with them hoes we don't gotta say much

We know we them niggas they wanna be us