Fucc It Up
    (专辑: Feed Tha Streets - 2017)
    
    (I gotta get that shit, like, right  Feel me?  That shit could be hard  Lowkey)   I 
send back the 
five, tell shorty I 
love her  She still gon' act like I 
ain't done enough  These bitches be lying, I 
ain't got the 
time  That's why I'm in love with my double cup  I'm out of my mind, my words be sliding  I 
bought a 
new 'Maro to fuck it up  I 
bought Mercedes to fuck it up  I 
bought a 
AP to fuck it up  I'm just tryna run the 
cake up  Versace sheets just to make love  Got a 
private just to make drugs  'Cause I'm tryna flood the 
face up  I 
been fucking with the 
same plug  I 
been fucking with these rich niggas  Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga  Then I 
got it on my wrist, nigga  Yeah, yeah   Conversations of a 
rich nigga brought the 
consequences of a 
rich nigga  I 
seen too many niggas switch, nigga  I 
could never be a 
bitch nigga  Ain't nobody give me shit, I 
got it on my own  Score with no assist, nigga  Pyrex or a 
hit, nigga  Either way, I'll be a 
rich nigga  Have you ever been whipping the 
dope so good, you think that the 
feds watchin'?  'Cause my O.Gs, they been whipping the 
dope up  My niggas got most of they bread flocking  Feel like burger, I'm stacking the 
cheese  They nickname the 
trap "Red Robin"  I 
was tryna push work with you  Your mans came, now the 
feds knocking  Now I 
wanna run it up, nigga  Purple Fanta in the 
cup, nigga  VVS's straight from Avianne  You claim you 'bout it, nigga, why you lyin'?  Got yours, had to make mine  Push packs 'cross state lines  You bitches always tryna take the 
check  See a 
baller then they break they neck  Yeah, yeah   I 
send back the 
five, tell shorty I 
love her  She still gon' act like I 
ain't done enough  These bitches be lying, I 
ain't got the 
time  That's why I'm in love with my double cup  I'm out of my mind, my words be sliding  I 
bought a 
new 'Maro to fuck it up  I 
bought Mercedes to fuck it up  I 
bought a 
AP to fuck it up  I'm just tryna run the 
cake up  Versace sheets just to make love  Got a 
private just to make drugs  'Cause I'm tryna flood the 
face up  I 
been fucking with the 
same plug  I 
been fucking with these rich niggas  Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga  Then I 
got it on my wrist, nigga  Yeah, yeah   Young nigga got it out the 
mud  Whipped my wrist and tore the 
vacant up  And it's always been "fuck the 
law"  So I 
can never pick the 
bacon up  I 
run the 
bands up, why you playing with me?  My life a 
movie, living HD  My jeweler called, he got a 
AP  I 
keep my dogs, no snakes with me  Seen false niggas live a 
long time and the 
real niggas die young  Yeah, yeah  I 
seen a 
boss nigga get shot  He took a 
loss, then he got high  They look through the 
blinds, give them the 
time  Fuck the 
police, we just shake the 
spot  Put the 
Ps in the 
duffel bag  Lil' brother gotta take the 
Glock  Main reason I 
don't fuck with you niggas  You run them digits then you turn snitch  All your dogs got locked up  Then your best friend was a 
sherm stick  I 
wasn't born a 
baller, I 
had to stack it up, I 
had to learn this  Everything I 
got, I 
earned it  Sit back, wait your turn, bitch   I 
send back the 
five, tell shorty I 
love her  She still gon' act like I 
ain't done enough  These bitches be lying, I 
ain't got the 
time  That's why I'm in love with my double cup  I'm out of my mind, my words be sliding  I 
bought a 
new 'Maro to fuck it up  I 
bought Mercedes to fuck it up  I 
bought a 
AP to fuck it up  I'm just tryna run the 
cake up  Versace sheets just to make love  Got a 
private just to make drugs  'Cause I'm tryna flood the 
face up  I 
been fucking with the 
same plug  I 
been fucking with these rich niggas  Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga  Then I 
got it on my wrist, nigga  Yeah, yeah