FIU lyrics

[Intro]
B. Jones
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em man

[Verse 1]
Look, game call don't steady
n*ggas said Lil Daij weren't ready, but I ball out like Fetty
This how I feel when a n*gga go ape sh*t
Now your dead weight feeling heavy
I'm like Liu Kang with machete
I'm like chef boy with spaghetti (Word up)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Call me Deebo n*ggas strapped to the button up
Imma demon, i'm the ghost to the predator
I'm the offspring of my lord, and i'm cellular
Imma leader, imma god, I ain't' regular
Imma savage, Imma goon, a competitor
Imma soldier n*gga, check out my character
Imma f*ck right on yo b*tch better cherish her, yea
In the role like Kenny, (Whoa)
Lifestyle like Jimmy
I'm the captain like Benny (Yea)
Caught him up if he ain't with me
Watch ya mouth and watch ya tone (Tone)
He ain't Donny, he a clone (No)
Birdies callin' up my phone (Btrrt)
I'm busy leave me alone (Yea)
I'm working b*tch i'm in my zone (Zone)
She prolly callin' for a loan (Yea)
I wasn't cute when I was down and up
But now she think i'm sexy cause i'm long (Woo)
Goofy b*tches you a dub (Dub)
Purple hearted, slight love
That's a polar bear on my walkin' mat, take yo shoes off at the rug
(Esketit)
[Chorus]
Go to the mall imma f*ck it up
Gotta keep me two broads so I cuddled up
Dont f*ck with these new n*ggas I button up, (Yea)
Louis print draws when I bundled up (Yea)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (Wha?)
My n*ggas walk down they gon' f*ck it up (Wha?)
Gotta keep me two bags in that duffle truck (Wha?)
If that n*gga talk down it's a uppercut
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (Yea)
Hold on lil b*tchh, f*ck it up (Yea)
Don't be cryin' round me better suck it up (Yea)
Cause on God, on the gang I don't give a f*ck (Woo)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Wait up lil bih like f*ck it up
Just hold on lil bih, while we f*ck it up
Pull up on these little n*ggas and shut em up

[Verse 2]
Got my racks now i'm boujee, (Ay)
Don showed up it's a movie (Ay)
I look like gucci up in gucci (Brr)
Don't wipe me down b*tch I ain't Boosie (Yea)
Don't touch my sweater b*tch it's coochie (Wha?)
Don't ride the car if its a houthi (Wha?)
Don't talk about me if you blew me (Yea)
Don't call bro unless you knew me (Baa)
Don't talk about me unless you know me (Baa)
It's strive mode fro Kobe (Woo)
Issa pink face ice rolly (Yea)
Primetime can't hold me (Yea)
20 seconds on the clock, (Wha?)
4th quarter and im hot (What else?)
Russell Westbrook triple double
Imma problem n*ggas can't stop
(Esketit)
You said you bout it n*gga show me (Yea)
You said you packin' with a tolly (Yea)
I'm ripped shirt Hulk Hogan (Wha)
You lil brodie not the homie (Huh?)
You said you whippin where the foreign (Huh?)
You sleepin n*gga stop snorin (Huh?)
I run this sh*t like im Usain
Been on so long it's getting borin
Yea
Killin these n*ggas, feelin like i'm Jordan
Summertime now, a n*gga start tourin
Make a little money b*tches start whorin
Fiji my neck, then diamonds start pourin
Yea
Daij on the sailor sh*t, I've been soarin'
Pull out the lot my angel start roarin' (Yea)
We up and finally got this b*tch storin' (Yea)
Leave yo phone at the door, and no recording (Esketit)
[Chorus]
Go to the mall imma f*ck it up
Gotta keep me two bras so I cuddled up
Dont f*ck with these new n*ggas I button up, (Yea)
Louis pin draws when I bundled up (Yea)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (Wha?)
My n*ggas walk down they gon' f*ck it up (Wha?)
Gotta keep me two bags in that duffle truck (Wha?)
If that n*gga talk down it's a uppercut
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (Yea)
Hold on lil bih, f*ck it up (Yea)
Don't be cryin' round me better suck it up (Yea)
Cause on God, on the gang I don't give a f*ck (Woo)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Wait that lil bih like f*ck it up
Just hold on lil bih, while we f*ck it up
Pull up on these little n*ggas and shot em up