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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cordae
Cordae
Vocals
Take A Daytrip
Take A Daytrip
Programming
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cordae Dunston
Cordae Dunston
Songwriter
David Charles Marshall
David Charles Marshall
Songwriter
Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste
Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste
Songwriter
Glenn Hopper
Glenn Hopper
Songwriter
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Vincent Goodyer
Vincent Goodyer
Songwriter
David Biral
David Biral
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
18YOMAN
18YOMAN
Producer
Len20
Len20
Producer
Take A Daytrip
Take A Daytrip
Producer
Zack Djurich
Zack Djurich
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up?
What the fuck, yeah, hold on
[Chorus]
Ayy, what's up, ****? (What's up?)
What the fuck, ****? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ****
I'm froze up, ****
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?" ****
[Verse 1]
Say, "Hello", ****, little ho ****
Bitch-ass broke ****, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh
Say, "Hello", ****, you a ho, **** (What's up?)
What's a high horse to a motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. ****? (What's up?)
Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rov'
Was a lil' ****, wore the same clothes
Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those
From the fucking jungle where you can't grow
Hold grudges, never let it go
I'm with my fuckin' dawgs, no pet store
Do you need gauze 'cause your pockets swole?
What the fuck is that? That's a bankroll
I got forty-five K in my pocket
Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it
Do a show, then I make a deposit
I'm in Europe, they ragin' and moshin'
Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside
Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching
****, I am the greatest in my generation
I don't do no playin' about it
These rappers, they should call me Papi
Every lil' thing is exotic
I'm with two hoes like a shotty
I'm shittin' on these ****, no potty
I don't wanna see your twenty-dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman
My thoughts outta pocket
I been hidin' from the world
The only thing seein' me right now is the sky and the projects
(Hold on)
[Chorus]
Ayy, what's up, ****? (What's up?)
What the fuck, ****? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ****
I'm froze up, ****
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?" **** (Ayy, say, "What's up?")
[Verse 2]
Say, "What's up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back
**** say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap
Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at?
Designer rug, alligator my floor mat
Bad lil' bitch gon' give me that neck, neck
We was in the trenches, ****, you was playin' Tech Deck
Why you so motherfuckin' cap? Don't respect that, hey
Don't come close, better step back, hey
Minor setback for a comeback
Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey
Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt
**** put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah
I been in the slums, givin' all back
Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let's go)
Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go)
Where a young **** sharin' a bookbag (Uh)
[Chorus]
Ayy, what's up, ****? (What's up?)
What the fuck, ****? (What the fuck?)
Bought that bitch a Birkin bag
Now she in love with us
Hockey puck, ****
I'm froze up, ****
See a baddie with me
Say, "What's up?" ****
[Outro]
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
Written by: Cordae Dunston, David Biral, David Charles Marshall, Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste, Glenn Hopper, Jeffrey Williams, Vincent Goodyer
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