Lyrics What's Up? - Ugly God

Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God,
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God

I went from rags to riches
Now I fuck the baddest bitches
These niggas be tryin' to bite, but don't got the algorithm
I recently learnt how to count it up, I feel like a mathematician
I fuck on your bitch then disappear, I feel like a bad magician, ooh
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, I fuck around then fuck your ho'
Diamonds on my wrist they shinin', VVS's let it snow
No when I fuck your bitch she whinin', when I'm done I let her go
Like here, I let her go and come get your ho'

So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch?

I'm on a roll, I fuck your bitch, then I gotta go
She tryna slide wit' it nigga, I told that bitch no
She tryna vibe wit' it nigga, bitch, I gotta go
D-d-d-damn bitch, fuck you and yo' man bitch
If you ain't tryna fuck me, put me on your best friend, bitch
Damn bitch, boy don't dap me up, don't shake my hand, bitch
I don't need no new friends, you know who I am, bitch
I can't settle down with you, I hope you understand
So just hold my hand and shut the fuck up, stick with the plan, bitch
Damn bitch, get the fuck from 'round me with that fan shit
If you disrespect me I'm gon' pop you like a xan bitch

So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch?

Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God,
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God