Fuxked up! lyrics

[Chorus]
O-O-Oh, you done f*cked up now
My plug pull up, and I cop by the pound
We uppin' the score, and yours keep goin' down
She know she a ho, shawty keep comin' 'round
I keep goin' up like an escalator
b*tch give me head in the elevator
Dior, Gucci, I could take her
n*gga, do yourself a favor
Shut up and watch me count this paper
Boy, you a lame, sit back and do labor
Thick b*tch, and she from Decatur
Cut a n*gga off, and I don't need a razor
She said, "Dami, I know you a player"
She want a hero, but I can't save her (On God, BNYX)

[Verse 1]
Most of these hoes be weak
No Gunna, I know your b*tch pushin' this P
Look, one, two, three
This how it sound when your shawty with me
Just like your ho, I'ma remake the bеat
I took an L, bounce back, and now I'm back on my feet
Hold, I'm finna stop it again
After I hit, put me on your friеnds
These n*ggas wan' hate, but I know it's a trend
I'm countin' this money, I don't need no friends
Boy, your block got spin again
All my pieces different
These days I don't got no stress
n*gga, you hatin', your money less
I can't beef with these n*ggas, I know it's a test (Fah, fah)
Your b*tch hit my phone, and I had to reject (Gang, gang, grrah-bah-bah-bah)
[Chorus]
Oh, you done f*cked up now
My plug pull up, and I cop by the pound
We uppin' the score, and yours keep goin' down
She know she a ho, shawty keep comin' 'round
I keep goin' up like an escalator
b*tch give me head in the elevator
Dior, Gucci, I could take her
n*gga, do yourself a favor
Shut up and watch me count this paper
Boy, you a lame, sit back and do labor
Thick b*tch, and she from Decatur
Cut a n*gga off, and I don't need a razor
She said, "Dami, I know you a player"
She want a hero, but I can't save her

[Verse 2]
How much I spent this week? n*gga, I don't know
Got a white plug from Idaho
You gotta pick one side, you can't play both
And I'm never lackin' 'cause my switches gon' stay close
In the trap, got a flag on my Draco
Stripper b*tch, and she stay out in Diego (Bah)
My n*ggas don't game, you know they don't play, bro (Bah)
n*ggas fakin' like they Prettyboyfredo (On God, gang, gang, fah, fah)
[Chorus]
O-O-Oh, you done f*cked up now
My plug pull up, and I cop by the pound
We uppin' the score, and yours keep goin' down
She know she a ho, shawty keep comin' 'round
I keep goin' up like an escalator (Fah, fah)
b*tch give me head in the elevator (Gang)
Dior, Gucci, I could take her (Gang)
n*gga, do yourself a favor (Grrah-bah-bah-bah)
Shut up and watch me count this paper
Boy, you a lame, sit back and do labor
Thick b*tch, and she from Decatur
Cut a n*gga off, and I don't need a razor
She said, "Dami, I know you a player"
She want a hero, but I can't save her (BNYX)