What Up, Frat? By. Lil Joe from WestEnd featuring. Savage Squad

Intro

Yeah, What up, Frat?

Ayy, 205 in the mother, actin a fool

Alabamy boys, all day, dirty shoes

Crunk mode up, got the city lit

You don't want smoke, better save that spit

Verse 1

Down in Birmingham, we wild, we reckless

Gold grill flashin, my hustle relentless

Red clay mud stuck deep in my soul

Passed out on the porch but I never lose control

Henny bottle in the seat, crackin open a cold one

Talkin big mess, 'til the law wanna hold some

Sticky like the summers, blunt thick like syrup

Shotgun the bud and holler, don't stir up

Chorus

What up, Frat? (Yuh)

We breakin laws, we don't hide that (Nope)

Hands on your girl, she like that (Woo!)

Dirty south shit, can't fight that (What up?)

Verse 2

Throw a finger in the air if you shameless

Bama slur, keep it raw with the language

Mud on the tires, revvin loud in the night

We the rowdy ass crew that your mama don't like

Pullin up, bass knockin, middle finger to the haters

Pissin in the yard, tell the neighbors, see ya later

Pigskin gods with the foul mouth anthem

Runnin through the city, whole clique in tandem

Chorus

What up, Frat? (Yuh)

We breakin laws, we don't hide that (Nah)

Hands on your girl, she like that (Ayy!)

Dirty south shit, can't fight that (What up?)

Chant/Post-Chorus

(Frat! Frat!)

Boots in the mud (Frat!)

Bout to act up (Frat!)

Yellin til the sun up

Verse 3: Orlando

Steppin outta O-Town, gold teeth, no patience

Florida boys rowdy, we ain't got limitations

Gators on the feet, orange fade on the brim

Southern connect, Bama link up with the twins

Grind all night, city brazy, heat nasty

Block hot, snacks in my backseat, fastly

Sunset sippin, that juice stays loaded

Duet in the south, let the rumor get exploded

Chant/Post-Chorus: All

(Frat! Frat!)

Swamp to the clay (Frat!)

Let the crowd rage (Frat!)

Dirty mouth parade (Frat!)

Holy hell, we raise (Frat!)

Outro

What up, Frat?

Alabama and Orlando up in this

Dirty south legends never miss

What up, Frat?

Chant/Extended Outro

Frat! Frat! (Yeah!)

Sippin in the cut (Frat!)

Ain't givin no what (Frat!)

Sweat drippin off the gut (Frat!)

Pull up, out the truck (Frat!)

B-ham wild with the slang so gritty

Orlando heat, yeah the south stay litty

Neon signs flicker from the porch to the bath

Shots in the glass, startin new southern math

Chant/Finale

Frat! Frat! (What up!)

Heads get rowdy, mouths stay trashy

Never back down, stomp grounds if you ask me

Ragged to the roots, we ain't changin the act

What up, Frat? Know we posted on the map

Chant/Extension

Frat! Frat!

Tailgate kings, throwin up them cans

Lawn chairs flipped, new stains on the vans

Snapbacks low, it's a turf war affair

Fire in the grill, smoke hangs in the air

Chant

Frat! Frat!

Goons in the lot (Frat!)

Sound bumpin hot (Frat!)

Cups stayin full (Frat!)

South run the plot

Final Hook

What up, Frat? (Yeah!)

We wild on the block, you know that

Rowdy in the south, can't hold back

From Bama down to O, it's a throwback

What up, Frat?