Watsky, Hollis & Gifted Gab - AWW SHiT Lyrics

[Intro: Watsky, Hollis, and both]It’s likeAw shit, what the fuck's up?What's the fuck's up? What the fuck's up?Like Oh shoot, what you gonna do, now?[Verse 1: Watsky]Oh shootI'm back in action, dripping different like I'm au jusYou know what, with my battalion, you don't doThat's bet against the Cali StallionI know it's been a minute, but I'm back up in it and I'm here to win itIf I got dumb hope, then that's all that I needTo get up on my steed and ride into the gun smokeI'm in the gym, using my jimmy to jump ropeSo gimme one pokeAnd the theme from Rocky playsBetter walk away if you don't want a KO from a GOAT[Pre-Chorus: Hollis]I don't always feel I'm on that ballIt's not always my complaints look smallI don't always feel I'm nine plus nine plus nine feet tallBut when I do, ooh[Chorus: Watsky, Hollis, and both](It's like)Aw shit, what the fuck's up?What's the fuck's up? What the fuck's up?Like, oh shoot, what you gonna do?[Verse 2: Gifted Gab]Get the fuck off me, I'm rolling with WatskyWe go togеther like cricket to AussiеsKillin' 'em softlyWhat do you mean? My bitches is costlySo please don't accost meWe moving at top speed, Mach 5Dead or alive, I'm in top threeAll of these niggas my offspringAll in the church with no offeringI was in the dirt outside, put in workYou was in your room on screensThat's why you callin' me auntieDon't disrespect the GivenchyI'm just an evergreen standing amongst all these palm treesAw shoot, aw shiet[Chorus: Watsky & Hollis and Gifted Gab]Aw shit, what the fuck's up?What the fuck's up? What the fuck's up? (It's like)Oh shoot, what you gon' do?[Verse 3: Watsky, Watsky & Hollis]Peacockin', walkin' it so arrogantThe pickpocket of bliss is comparisonThis condition gripping all AmericansBreak our kneecap, it won't make us KerriganIt's jealousy, you must be taking LSD to step to meFellas, my destiny, from the SFC Bay to the ChesapeakeIs freakin' cheffin' the shit out my recipeYes, I begin to climb out my cocoonSpreading my wings to take it to the moon'Cause I just want to stick my chin up highAnd then get both arms swinging, baby, side to sideThere's still time to ride my wagonBut if you're lagging then bye-bye, baby, bye-bye[Pre-Chorus: Hollis]I don't always feel I'm (I don't always feel I'm)Don't always (Don't always)Don't always feel I'm nine plus nine plus nine feet tallBut when I do, ooh[Chorus: Watsky, Hollis, and both](It's like)Aw shit, what the fuck's up?What's the fuck's up? What the fuck's up?Like, oh shoot, what you gonna do now?HeyAw shit, what the fuck's up?Aw shit, what the fuck's up?Aw shit, what the fu-fu-fuck's up?Aw shit, what the fuck's up?What's the fuck's up? What the fuck's up? Yeah, yeahOh shoot, what you gonna do, do, do, do?Yeah, yeah