f*ck It Up lyrics

[Intro: King Jefe]
Yeah, woah
King Jefe
Enviyon on the mix
CaliBaset Beats
Turn up, turn up

[Chorus: King Jefe]
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back (What?)
Get a little fame, don't know how to act (Yeah)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Damn)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back
Get a little fame, don't know how to act (Nah)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Yeah)

[Verse 1: King Jefe]
f*ck up a stack, get it right back (Huh?)
Count it up steady countin' checks
Never gotta flex, never gotta front (Uh, uh)
I'm a f*cking god you a f*cking bum (Damn)
You gon' keep talking all that tough talk, bullets hotter than the mother f*cking sun (Boom boom boom)
Never asked for a f*cking handout, know you n*ggas got your f*cking hands out (What?)
It's the time for you young n*ggas talking stand up you f*cking stand down (Yeah)
I'ma get with mines if you is or not f*cking with me
Steady, looking for the time (Uh huh) with a cup full of lean (Uh huh)
n*gga, I don't gotta touch sh*t, yeah I got the .40 XD with a red f*cking beam (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
[Chorus: King Jefe & Juice WRLD]
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back (What?)
Get a little fame, don't know how to act (Yeah)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Damn)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back
Get a little fame don't know how to act (Yeah, uh)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah, yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I f*ck up a set, get it right back (What?)
Yeah, I f*ck up a stack, get it right back (What?)
In the kitchen water whipping flippin' white like this sh*t straight white trash
Run up on me I'ma kill him (Okay), fry a n*gga like a skillet (Okay)
JuiceTheKidd ain't kiddin' (Okay), stacking guala to the ceiling (What)
Everybody wanna holler, JuiceTheKidd got a chopper (Pew)
You gon' need a f*cking doctor (You will), you don't want the f*cking problems (You will)
I'm a goon and a goblin (What?) I've been robbing up in Robin's (What?)
I be flyer than a Robin hey (What?), you be fake you be flossin' aye (What?)

[Chorus: King Jefe]
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up), f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back (What?)
Get a little fame, don't know how to act (Yeah)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Damn)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What), f*ck it up (What)
f*ck up a stack, get it right back
Get a little fame, don't know how to act (Nah)
Run up my sack pockets tight again (Yeah)
If you run up wrong, lose your life, man (Damn)