Fkedup! lyrics

[Intro]
C4pri wtf

[Chrous: lumina]
These b*tches got me f*cked up
Pull up on da gang
You finna get shot up
Uh uh uh
I could never really care less
Uh uh uh
U-u-u-u gettin shot in your f*ckin chest
S-s-s smokin on dat f*ckin fanta pack
Makin all these motherf*ckin stacks
Rewind da time now
Make sure you really clock out
Figure it out

[Verse 1: trustt]
Can u shut up
Don't u know I didn't like the noise
I stay silent
I'm too tired I can't hear your voice
Keep it private cuz I know how you always been
When u need me I'm not here I'm not one of your friends

And I'll stab u in the back if I want
And I'll stab u in the back just for fun
And I'll stab u in the back if I want
And I'll stab u in the back just for fun
[Chrous: lumina]
These b*tches got me f*cked up
Pull up on da gang
You finna get shot up
Uh uh uh
I could never really care less
Uh uh uh
U-u-u-u gettin shot in your f*ckin chest
S-s-s smokin on dat f*ckin fanta pack
Makin all these motherf*ckin stacks
Rewind da time now
Make sure you really clock out
Figure it out

[Verse 2: 1crusafix]
Money stacking up
I don’t give a f*ck, no
You not one of us
I'm a bouta f*cking cut throat
b*tch i am the best
You can put it to the test
100k up on his head
I just spent a couple bands
That ain't even make a dent
Got some bands throw it up
One shot goin in
I'ma leave his ass done
Im with trustt smokin compounds
If u wanna talk down
Hit ‘em with a chop
One shot it’s a man down