"What's Up (Guap)" lyrics - LIL UZI VERT

[Chorus:]
What's up with the top, baby? (Top)
Is it up or it's not, baby? (Is it up?)
And I heard you're a thot, baby (Thot)
Plus, I walk with the guap, baby (Guap)

I got too much bands in my pants
I can't dance 'cause I came to the club with my FN
I got fans out in France (Yeah), my backend your advance (Yeah, yeah)
No, these broke boys don't say nothin' (Shh), they don't say nothin'
Damn, I'm the man, what you sayin'? Chanel beads, out a clam
Pop that boy like a Xan', cook the bottle like a pan
I'm so high, I can't stand, I'm the one they can't stand
Peanut butter in the Lamb', outside of it look like jam
All white diamonds like the Klan, seen my brother, dapped his hand
Asian bitch I used to have, I think her name, it was Chan
Look at my crib backyard, it's on a beach, it got the sand
I bought my bitch a Tesla so she can suck dick with no hands
(With no hands)
Oh, boy, I said, "Oh, boy" (No hands)
Yeah, oh, boy, chopper pull up with no noise (Pew-pew-pew, hey)
I act like I ain't know her, boy, your bitch all in my phone, boy
I just spent three-hundred K on a brand new Lamb', I'm in my glow, boy (Yes, sir)

[Chorus:]
What's up with the top, baby? (What's up?)
Is it up or it's not, baby? (Yeah)
And I heard you're a thot, baby (Oh)
Plus, I walk with the guap, baby (Yeah)

[Refrain:]
You can make you a knot, baby
Ask your friend, she already taste me (Yeah, that's true)
I got swag so she say I'm wavy (Ayy)
Fuck from the back, now she think she'd date me (Ayy)

Look, double cup probably worth a eighty, yeah (Ayy)
But what I pour, yeah, that's prolly times three, yeah
I can tell that these niggas hate me, yeah
'Cause they bitch all really wan' date me (Um, yeah), yeah
Got a thirty on the bottom, blick, blick (Um, yeah), yeah
Don't need no tongue, but I'm where the lick be, yeah
Wrap the work 'til the package sticky, yeah
Better hold your lungs if you're where the work be
Look, I never hit a bitch, but I prolly would slap a ho
I'ma count my bands, I'ma get that money, I'ma give them racks to your ho
Just like a perm, wait my turn then I relax a ho
That's what you heard, I waited my turn, yeah
Yeah, I waited my turn then started spazzin', dawg (Don't start spazzin'), yeah
I be goin' so hard, look like I play basketball, yeah
Made the money reappear like this shit magic, dawg, yeah
And these niggas, they broke, ain't got no racks involved, yeah
Hit your bitch from the back and the ho start smashin', dawg, yeah
And she got long hair so it ain't no tracks involved, yeah
But she not my main so I will pass it off, yeah
Talkin' 'bout them knotts, you know I stash it all

[Chorus:]
What's up with the top, baby? (Top)
Is it up or it's not, baby? (Is it up?)
And I heard you're a thot, baby (Thot)
Plus, I walk with the guap, baby (Guap)

[Refrain:]
You can make you a knot, baby
Ask your friend, she already taste me (Yeah, that's true)
I got swag so she say I'm wavy (Ayy)
Fuck from the back, now she think she'd date me (Ayy)

[Outro:]
Fuck from the back, now she-, woah-oh
Woah-oh, oh