Fuck It Up ft. K¥NG MOE Lyrics

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

Young Deezy Gang

I hit that nigga with a hard right like I'm Mike Tyson

Lay his ass out, he don't want no static

Dunkin' on these niggas like I'm KD, nigga

Makin' all the shots like I'm Curry, niggas

Makin' MVP like LeBron James

Makin' all this money like I'm Bill Gates

Switchin' on these niggas like I'm Youngboy

Sittin' on mansion like I'm T.I

All my homies out there, yeah, we tryna make a bag, nigga

Tryna flip the switch, nigga

I got a fuckin' mind of a menace

That I got so many demons in my dream, nigga

That I can't get no fuckin' sleep at night

Fuck it up, nigga, all these niggas be makin' all this money, nigga

You already know that we flexin' on these niggas

Line up, nigga, my bad, nigga

Now I see all your pain, nigga, you motherfuckin' eye, nigga

Me and my crew, we slide in

Then we ain't worryin' about no fuckin' internet

This is us, a motherfuckin' fan

Cause I never change up

All these niggas, bro, who tryna go fuckin' stupid

I hope you took that shit to the heart, bitch

I don't give a fuck what you think about me

You judged me by my character, that's pitiful

You barely fuckin' know me, but, that's a fuckin' shame, bitch

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, suck my dick, bitch

Okay, I hop out the Porsche, hop out the Lam

Who you think you playin' with? You must not know who I am

Shout out Lil' Cudge, yeah, he got me out that jam

When I pull up with the chopper, all y'all better scram

I'm gettin' these racks, I'm gettin' these banks

I'm so fly, might pull up in the Janes

You wanna hit the stand, lil' homie, up your ranks

Me and my brothers, yeah, we pourin' up drinks

My diamonds on cold, yeah, bro, what you think

I might pull up in the Titanic, ain't make you the same

You think that you gangsta, but boy, you a lame

23 in the Cavalier, Lil' Brian James

Might spend 30,000 on a chain

I keep me two tracks from the O'Doc and Kane

Me and Young Deezy and it's still in the Stu goin' the same

Don't play with your life, I will blow out your brain

I ain't got no worries, I'm a boy, Lil' Wayne

Free all my brothers that lock up in the chain gang

Boy, you can't hang, we know you ain't gang gang

I got choppers, they ain't really gon' sang-sang

I hope you took that shit to the heart, bitch

I don't give a fuck what you think about me

Fuck, you think about me character, that's pitiful

You barely fuckin' know me, but, that's a fuckin' shame, bitch

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, fuck it up

I'm bout to fuck it up, suck my dick, bitch