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@fuksumup ft. OneK Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I tell all my gang we finna fuck some up
She just want some love but now I'm heartless so you outta luck
Come in like Mike Tyson and uppercut cause she gon' hit me up
Yeah I like the sluts a lot unless I never fell in love
Get hit with a drac, if I see you then you can't escape
Bouncing yeah turn up the bass
Took a perk all in the face
Now I'm up you matter what
Yeah I'm good enough cause now I see you it's not adding up
I did not advice you, yeah you bad but you ain't bad enough
You thought that you running, get your bags cause now you packing up
This is not a drill, fat boy I need a meal
I don't flex my money on the gram cause that shit get you killed
I can't flex my money on the gram, that shit will get you killed
Man I hate that fucking girl so much she fucked up what we built
Hollow teeth like Hennessy, get your opp and take a shot
Big dog, landlord, man we kicking them out the spot
Shit get hot just like a pot, I be doing shit for the plot
Bitch I'm a lock down, no wonder why these fuck niggas can't get off shots
Call the gang, tell the bros
We gon' fuck some up
Call the gang, tell the bros
We gon' fuck some up
Shit get up and stuck ain't never coming down
My youngins like a wave, get caught up you gon' drown
Man these niggas jokes ain't nothing more than a clown
Man these niggas mad, he walked out with a crown
I tell all my gang we finna fuck some up
She just want some love but now I'm heartless so you outta luck
Come in like Mike Tyson and uppercut cause she gon' hit me up
Yeah I like the sluts a lot unless I never fell in love
Get hit with a drac, if I see you then you can't escape
Bouncing yeah turn up the bass
Took a perk all in the face
Now I'm up you matter what
Yeah I'm good enough cause now I see you it's not adding up
I did not advice you, yeah you bad but you ain't bad enough
You thought that you running, get your bags cause now you packing up
This is not a drill, fat boy I need a meal
I don't flex my money on the gram cause that shit get you killed