WASSUP WIT IT Lyrics – Lola Brooke

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[Intro]
Don't you got something better else to do?
Tahahaha, what's up with it?
Grr, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Gotta be out of they mind for thinking I don't get a check
Put my life on the line for these b!tches, now all of a sudden, they dead
They saying that Lola ain't next
They gotta be smoking on meds
Gotta be snorting the coke or some strong s*it to say I ain't the best
You need to pick me up
Whether the Don Juli going cooly or lick me up
B!tches gon' watch when the city up
Small and petite, but they pick me up
S*it get sticky like velcro
Ale water color, that b!tch is a spread
Won't say a word to the feds
You don't get it faster, you don't get fed
What's up with it?
Been getting so much money, your b!tch fell in love with it
The captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain't got enough in it
How the fu*k is you worrying 'bout me when the car that you pushing is always on E?
How the fu*k is you worrying 'bout me when it's plenty of money that's roaming the streets?
Not the type to be begging these n!ggas for burgers or handouts
I'm the type to tell n!ggas to get out and go to your man's house
B!tches is fanned out, never the type to be ranned out
Queen of the trenches, I'm really the n!gga, so safe to say Lola the man now

[Chorus]
What's up with it?
Been getting so much money, your b!tch fell in love with it
The captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain't got enough in it
What's up with it?
Too much hate in they heart, ain't got love in it
What's up with it?
Keep it a hundred, ain't no flaws in it
What's up with it?
Been getting so much money, your b!tch fell in love with it
The captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain't got enough in it
What's up with it?
What's up with it?

[Verse 2]
You ain't got nothing better else to do than talk about me?
Wish I waste my time on your b!tches, that s*it OD
Get checks wired when I sleep
Been on they mind all damn week
Hoes can't afford to get no sleep
Gotta worried 'bout bruises on they knees
The hundred K, I don't blew it
To fu*k with me, you stupid
No condos, I can't do it
Go back broke, why would I do it?
If you love your life, don't lose it
Hitters gon' turn your guts into mucus

[Chorus]
What's up with it?
Been getting so much money, your b!tch fell in love with it
The captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain't got enough in it
What's up with it?
Too much hate in they heart, ain't got love in it
What's up with it?
Keep it a hundred, ain't no flaws in it
What's up with it?
Been getting so much money, your b!tch fell in love with it
The captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain't got enough in it
What's up with it?
What's up with it?