FUCK IT UP ft. Sin Dios, Al! & GoudaMan Zay Lyrics

Sorry, baby, you know I be there in a hurry

Please, don't you ever look for me

Cause when I come in this, I come in in a party

Look, I know I'm gotta be the one to talk

Cause these niggas just hauntin

They tryna take me down and now I ride with it on me

Hold up, let me

Tell me now what I gotta do, ay

You ain't never met a youngin, ay

I post it up on this drum like miguel, yeah

Look, let me get a vibe, oh

Let me go and get it up a slide, ay

Let me go and get it covered, alright, ay, ay, uh

Okay, look, what the fuck I gotta say

Tryna catch a play, tryna get it down

I'ma post it in the bay with Uli and zay

Tryna go and catch a play, uh

Look, let me go and get my rhymes off

Let me go and get my slide on

Let me go and get my grind on

I'm just tryna get my shine on and you on mine, uh

Knowin' where this mind at, ho

Yeah, you know I top a climb on it, uh

Okay, look, you know what you really wanna say

Make me drunk, get a shot to the face

Let me go and get my shit out the way, uh

Look, keep my foot on my plate, that's a bitch, nigga

I'ma go and get that down, don't get disfigured, uh

And I post it with some rich niggas, ay

Ay, ay, ay, ay

Ay, my bitch fuckin' up, I felt it in the air

I ain't trippin, that's a loss, I gotta keep it player

I'ma bust it when I want, I don't even care

Hit up sacs and fuck it up, it's VVS in my ear

Yeah, Balenciaga on my feet

I just gave your bitch the bone, she ate up on me

Huh, yeah, she ate up on me

And I done post up with my brothers

And we slidin' with the thing, yeah

Yeah, I'm slidin' with the keys

You can hit me on my phone, you can tell me what you need

Baby, you know I'ma plug, I got what you need

I got what you want, baby

You a fiend, you come through, I serve you

And your team, fuck it up

Fuck it up with your best friend

I wanna see you fuck it up in a handstand

I don't know if it's you, but it's definitely not me

I just hit her once, then I pass it to the team

Baby, wanna hit, she be actin' like a fiend

I just pour some purple, doze her off, of the lean

White teeth shinin' like my name Mr. clean

Leave her on red, getting blue, getting green

Baby, close your eyes, I don't know what you seen

Tryna hit the lotto like it's fresh out a dream

Zay you always cookin, I got the recipes

I gotta check on me I gotta do what's best for me

Like the weather, all these motherfuckers changing

Hit you when you shining, but left when it was raining

Goddamn, she be callin' me the man

Five Star, bitch, I gotta her cheating on her man

Fuck her when I want, you just fuck her when you can

Yeah, you just fuck her when you can

Goddamn