letra de gtfu - c-trox
[intro: c-trox]
yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
[chorus: c-trox]
call my homie on the phone, he’s like “what up?”
you know what i’m tryna do, i wanna turn up
then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
but i’m not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f-ck up
[verse 1: c-trox]
get your blackout, go stupid
been thinking about boozing, yeah
don’t photo shirt, no chill
i think i’m gon’ lose him, yeah
double shot of the vodka, yeah
need a drumstick, boy, i got ’em, yeah
open your crib, i’m a problem
overly confident thinking i’m awesome, yeah
what you don’t know, i’m a po-po at the table, i’m like steph curry
splash bros all night until i’m not able, my vision’s too blurry
man, i might be too lit, yeah, i might be too lit, i’m too lit again
while we work out this and do this again
i p-ss out in the pool and wake up in my friends
two girls want a threesome, you can count me in, yeah
text more, said “come through,” but that’s for my friends, yeah
i know you’re just learning, bruh
you sat on snapchat, i was turning up
next time i see you, i’m gon’ say “what’s up?”
but that b-tch one pumps, so pay it up
[chorus: c-trox]
call my homie on the phone, he’s like “what up?”
you know what i’m tryna do, i wanna turn up
then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
but i’m not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f-ck up
[post-chorus: c-trox]
yeah, get the f-ck up
yeah, so get the f-ck up
yeah, so get the f-ck up
’cause i’m not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f-ck up
[verse 2: lil skies]
step up in this b-tch, it’s about to get lit
walk in the party, which room will i hit?
turned up in this b-tch like an on light switch
can’t miss, too lit, sign my name on her t-ts
oh my, he’s fly
baby, i go by the name lil skies
step in the building with all my guys
don’t drink a lot but i do stay fly
now she drinkin’ bacardi, actin’ so naughty
look at how she movin’ her body
my b-tch still look like a barbie, twerkin’ r-t-rd-y
she be turnin’ up the party
me, i ja-ball like jabari
i stay for one night, then i leave like, “i’m sorry”
i do not care about these hoes, i sell mommies
i rather go out with my bros then get body, yeah
b-tch, we be having fun
drunk in the club, i do what i want
shawty don’t front, your friends wanna f-ck
and we gon’ pull up, just hop in the trunk
got some white girls, they love doin’ drugs
make a phone call like, “where is the plug?”
don’t hit my phone, my cover is up
i pulled up outside like, “get the f-ck up”
[chorus: c-trox]
call my homie on the phone, he’s like “what up?”
you know what i’m tryna do, i wanna turn up
then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
but i’m not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f-ck up
[post-chorus: c-trox]
yeah, get the f-ck up
yeah, so get the f-ck up
yeah, so get the f-ck up
’cause i’m not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f-ck up
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