Fukiniiitup lyrics

by

Zingah



Hook

Let make you a promise
I'mma kill y'all n*ggas
Hella famous with the talking
Dr Phill kind n*ggas
Haters always doubting
Wat's the deal my n*ggas
Keep it all the way a thousand
Keep it real my n*ggas

Hop on a b*tch and I'm nice as a b*tch
f*ckin' it up
Everything I do is none of your business
f*ckin' it up
Dreamin' of parkin' a 'rari in front of the crib
f*ckin' it up

Verse 1
First things come first
Things n*ggas do for a verse
I'll put you in a hearse
Since a n*gga been on his worst
Same n*ggas wanna talk, the nerve
Why your life moving in reverse
Been there done that got the t-shirt
If you wanna bite this it'll make your teeth hurt
God damn, yeah God damn
I'm never tripping boy I always got a plan
I'm the dope man selling these yams
I could leave and come back and I would still be the man
I ain't gotta try it though
n*ggas need their rehearsal off to f*ck around with my flow
You ain't gotta lie though
All the sh*t that you've been doin' I can do it with my eyes closed
Cowards die a thousand times
You telling stories, Sunday Times
I know you pray for my demise
You fake, it's written in your eye
Hook

(Yo we got the new funk yeah)
n*ggas always wanna reach
(Pull up on you too strong yeah)
Why n*ggas all wanna reach
(Yo we got the new funk yeah)
n*ggas always wanna reach
(Pull up on you too strong yeah)
(Yeah we got a new funk yeah)

Verse 2
God damn young Flame, you a problem
Need to pull up on these lames and you got them
Hella heavy for the game, you a goblin
Celebration, you made it from the bottom
Crying hard 'til my throat and teeth hurt
Out here sh*tting on my techers
Steady puffing on my little green herb
b*tch I'm tryna kill every lil' nerve
1990 boys all about the chain
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I'm with all my dogs I don't need a b*tch
Got the coupe tatted on my f*cking wrist
Got all these n*ggas in their ficking feels
Super icy but I cannot chill
? I don't do no bills
They tryna die here and I'm for real
Project 1 new new still pending
Subtle surprise y'all still ain't ready
I been going hard and I'm outhere f*cking dabbing
Eating rappers out I fill my belly
Yeah Oh my what a motherf*cking good time
We just pulled up with a new fire
Cannot do it even if you try
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