Whose Up Kid Ink

It's right!
Welcome to World Tour
I'm taking all contenders
Score at yo bitch

CUFF YO CHICK!

[Chorus]
Whose up!
Said I'm ready, whose up (2x)
I'm ready, whose up
Come and get me, whose up
Said I'm ready, whose up (2x)
They ain't gon' do none
They ain't gon' do none (NO!) (2x)
Just with your tune-up (OH!)
You ain't gon' do none (NO!)
They ain't gon' do none (NO!) (2x)
Just with your tune-up (OH!)
They ain't gon' do none (NO!)

[Verse 1]
Hard for the love but they still manage hatin’
They see me blowing up fast, while pacin’
Road to the riches, destined for greatness
I can’t stop, I don’t know where the fucking brake is
Fat kid, I’ll be where the fucking cake is
You niggas die bent, you know I bring that pressure
If pupils dilated, I’m as high as air is
I've got limelight, straight from Thomas Ed’son
You know my eagle lift
If these walls could talk, they’d probably steal my shit man
So I gotta stay locked in
I’m a monster and you always get run off then