Fucc'Tup ft. QuinnQuake Lyrics

One in a row with me, we getting fucked up

Call a triple B when we get fucked up

Blizzard blow back when we getting fucked up

We getting fucked up

We getting fucked up

Taking a puff, taking a drag

Put something up in my cup

No time for the whites cause it's time to get it fucked up

Sheets up in the wind, watch me swaying with the wind

Drinking like a frat boy, smoking like a locomotive

Kush on my clothes, straight hand up on my kicks

Throwing up and taking a piss, stomach feeling kinda empty

Gotta get some more fat, wanna wash it down with the remnant

Automatic blunt rollers in me, see rock shots on the rocks

Got me faded like my face is sick from the weight

Take my cup, hold it up, turn it up

With a killer look, drinking with my joints

Mr. Choppy, keep some loud mean, nah mean

Don't need a single emocine, taste the green, play in the mean

Spraying beer, Sprite, mixing with the lean

Swig it down, watch me lean

I'm fucked up, I love to hate, they get like this

See rock, Bud Lights, and some after dance

Look like this, I look like that, and I do my dance

I throw it back, I'm in the cut just like a scratch

Glossy blacks and sticks my nicks

Put some gasoline in the gob, Mr. Choppy

Get your fucked up, we a thief, I'm going to stop

Wanna roll with me, we getting fucked up

Call a triple B when we get fucked up

Blizzard blow back when we getting fucked up

We getting fucked up, we getting fucked up

Fuck with your round kitchen table looking like a rainbow

Talking bout the colors of the buzzer, nigga, change it

Put a doobie down and then I finish it like cane

Change somebody's face, that's exactly what I slang for

Just know what, that I'm serving with LaQuinta

Just know what, that when I serve you, it'll get there

Just know Joy, I freestyle, it was a mistake

Just know that I'm finna make another mixtape

Hustle leanin', man, I'm Xanax with the bars

Shane Batty, yeah, you can't be scared to take a charge

Speaking with my bitch and then we fuck in the garage

Even though I'm zooted, it's still coming from my heart

Triple B, it's Blizzard, blow the nigga back

Triple threat, drive, shoot, blood, pass

Triple B and I spit dope on your ass

Chris Mzee, cuz I'm sound with the bass

Fly with the Eagles, nigga, put your ducks up

I got a jar full of quack to get you fucked up

MBC, the money boy, then look up

Won't talk when we high, we shut the fuck up

Wanna roll with me, we getting fucked up

Call a triple B when we getting fucked up

Blizzard blow back when we getting fucked up

We getting fucked up, we getting fucked up

Hey

Party over here, I ain't shit over there

Roll it up and pour it up like we don't care

Sparkles on them bottles, let you know that we over here

If the bar run out of liquor, then we disappear

In the cloud smoke, that comes out the poop

In the back my roof, push a four door

But I hit the corner like I'm in a coupe

Getting loot, never too fucked up to be about my cash

On your ass when I'm on some Vans

Drink it out the bag, back in pocket like Saad

Heavy swag, moving weight, quick quake, heavy set

Gotta take a hurricane, make it safe

Creep water, but you make it walk the plank

Puddle lean in this grid, it's our alpha, it's the playbook

Don't forget the Jolly Ranchers

It's Mr. Triple B

Yeah

And I'm getting fucked up

I'm getting fucked up