CAUGHT U UP lyrics

by

Che



[Intro]
I'm ready (Hehe)

[Verse]
Heartagram on my chest (Yeah)
Tell my mom, "I'm doin' my best"
2012 VETEMENTS pants
Go to Hell, f*ck your mans
New V12, I got abs
It's go time on your ass
GTA, this high class
They gon' hate, let them hate
I'm gon' hate on they ass
This b*tch slide, like on glass
Moncler coat and Moncler glasses
b*tch, stay up, no more lackin'
Keep me up, keep me up, keep me up
No, my phone don't keep me up, keep me up, keep me up
That's my bad I beat you now
She's too soft, pink ass box, I'ma act like
Demon sl*ts
LV cuff, LV cuff
Oh, my bad, I caught you up, caught you up, caught you up
With your n*gga, what the f*ck?
That's my bad, don't give no f*ck (Che), pull that trigger
Now he dyin', now he dyin', now he dyin'
Wе was far, can you call 'em up?
Call 'em up, call 'em up, call 'еm up, call 'em up
Call 'em up, call 'em up, call 'em up, call 'em up
Call 'em up, call 'em up, call 'em up, call 'em up
Call 'em (Ready? Ready?), huh, call 'em (Ready?)
Let's go (Woo)
Sayso
H-H-Heartagram on my chest (Yeah)
Tell my mom, "I'm doin' my best"
Tell my mom, "I'm doin' my best"
Go to Hell, f*ck your mans
Tell my mom, "I'm doin' my best"
Tell my mom, "I'm doin' my best"
It's okay, GTA
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