Fuck Shit Up Lyrics

See i dont like to write shit they told me i should write shit

You better have the money or my homie stick you right quick

A bottle for the night bitch my homie working night shifts

Im looking at this mic feeling like im fucking mike bitch

Real world getters if you know me then you know its on

Big bad boy no diddy feel like im donkey kong

Im in the kitchen with dishes and the straganoff

I just move em back got em leaning like the terror squad

I got them handles like im ai primetime crossin jordan out

The world is scary hope you holdin on

Im in the city vancity too pretty had ditch the fucking bitch i was getting soft as shit

Running in my mind trying not to shoot a brick

My homie lost a brick had em feeling fucking sick

Im thinking of a time when i wasnt fucking lit

creeping down your spine like you know the drink is stiff

Can i get a sniff?

Nah fuck that roll a spliff

Bouncing up and down like your favorite pair of tits

So listen

8 bars i can handle that

16 where the candles at

24 got my mamba black

32 im making magic

Im the truth

And i dont think you can handle that

im eatin apple jacks,

i broke the camel's back,

He had no strength for that

Im smoking camel packs

Im the zone cause im dangerous

Turn your pussy ass to angel dust

The wave im surfing you cant handle us

Im in the booth now what

I lost a tooth so what

Im living proof step up

We here to fill the cup

I bring the doom man up

Its battle baby im back and im about to fuck shit up