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[Chorus]
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? (Yeah, ayo, yo, ayo, ayo)
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?

[Verse 1]
Jump on the Aquarius III
It's just Quentin, Will, and me
We all headed to paradise, boy, I'm finna set you free
Feel like Vash the Stampede
Grippin' sixty billion double dollars
I'm far from a scholar
But they still ask me to speak to the students in Harvard
"Oh, yeah, what you tell 'em?"
Told 'em, "Fuck the monotony"
Game a life of Monopoly
Yes, I'm livin' it properly
Yes, I got chains 'round my neck, but first I invested in property
Lyrics for grown folk
Be a good mama, be a good daddy, be a good person
I love the man I've become, don't wanna see thе hood version
I came from nothing, now I'm splurgin' on Rodeo
My wifе is whiter than yayo
But she not woke, she was never sleep
Boy on the creep like Thom Yorke, burgundy
At Wally's with Egon, we sniffin' the cork
Grew up with nothing, we ain't even had child support
Sippin' a fifth like I just plead it
These fuckers pathetic and copacetic
Never thought I'd grow up to be a fuckin' rap star
Little Bobby at Mastro's eatin' caviar
True story
Logic known for stayin' positive like dads on Maury
'Least I think I'm is
I know I'm is
I'm off the grid