fed up Lyrics

Fed up, y'all do the most

I got my bread up, where is your toast

If you run up, you a ghost

Call my gunner

He keep the pole

There ain't no stripper

But he left one on the floor

I'mma run these bands up

I'mma do it on my own

I get bands while talking

And you working, at the store

She know I'm the man

I'm in my glo, huh oh, huh oh

Put him on a stretcher

She looking for my mayo

It's a mustard that she ketchup

Run from smoke, two, three to his nose

We gon' catch him

Take my brothers from me

No, no, no, I won't let you

He gon' be upset when he get setup

Hit him with the tech, I feel like a ref huh

Leave him in the ground

Yeah, his family got a setting up

Hit him with the drum

Leave him (flat)

He got wings, now he resting up

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Yeah, oh

Yeah, huh

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