Fed Up lyrics

[Intro: Kay Flock]
Yo, turn that sh*t up a lil' more, you heard?
Like
EBK, I—
I keep my—

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I’m fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin’, no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck ’em, we flockin’ together (Baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
Like, and I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remembеr days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On a week)
And my kindness, don’t take it for wеak' (Don't do that sh*t)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin’ for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my sh*t on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Let the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
Ridin' sturdy, still screamin', "Free Flocky"
Innocent, just police be on yak (Gang, gang)
f*ck it, I still move around with my Glock
Tryna catch an opp and put him in a box
One up top, no click-clack
pus*y, what you know 'bout get back?
See a opp, no chit chat
I done had enough of this cap
I catch somethin' slippin', I'ma score
Face shot, leave spaghetti on the floor
Last n*gga, he got nevermind
Couple more shots, would've been a dime
Know I'll be the greatest in some time
n*ggas like me just be hard to find
f*ck around, that sh*t get gooey, slime
Brand new pack, I roll my dough
Forty cal', that blow a n*gga mind
Twenty-one with a heart of a lion
Know they see me on top, they be sighin'
I can't find peace, it's too much of us dyin'
Why I never strayin' from my guys?
Still ain't make it out, that sh*t be cap
Rich and famous, n*ggas want me dead
I am not, lil' dummy, he a pack
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)

[Outro: Kay Flock]
Grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Ayo, free the f*ckin' guys 'til I see the guys, n*gga
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, n*gga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flockin' for JayRipK, n*gga
Ballin' for JB, n*gga
Big DOA, n*gga
Mr. Wipe-A-n*gga-Nose-If-It's-Runny, n*gga