Fuck It Up Lyrics

From rags to riches, graduated

Gotta flex hard cuz I been waiting

Stayed down stacking for awhile

Now I got a bag, I know they hated

Perky in me, activated

Call up the gang, it's gone be a good night

Don't see a opp or a hater in sight

Gotta get fly, yea it's only right

Really be putting it on

Cost me 6 just for the coat yea

Smoking on this dope

Man it got me in a zone yea

Shawty want to roll

Told her girl just hit my phone yea

Where you want to go

She just don't want to be home yea

She want to get lit and take pics for the gram

Pop her a bottle and put it on cam

I told her baby you can bring all your friends

Just make sure there's one for my mans

Shawty a thotty, her body like damn

Bend it over babygirl, show me something

She shake it like she work on the pole or something

Do your thing, girl I ain't judging

Bass keep knocking got the speakers jumping

Riding on max, like my music real loud

Too turnt up, bet i won't come down

Start a moshpit, might jump in the crowd

Drugs in our body got us acting wild

Too geeked up, cruising round the town

Looked at her, what you want to do now

She looked back at me and just smiled

X and the molly

Henny and Bacardi

Whatever you want

Baby let's get gnarly

Geeked out my body

Can't even see nobody

Shawty a good girl

But she like to party

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it yea

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it girl

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it yea

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it girl

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it yea

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it girl

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it yea

Gone fuck it up

Gone, gone fuck it girl