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letra de fuck it up - destroy lonely

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[intro]
b-tch, shut up
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah (i’m in this b-tch with clayco)

[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f-ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b-tch is so crazy
that motherf-cker look like it’s pack-a-punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh-t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b-tch, back that sh-t up
yeah, i gotta go, b-tch, pack my sh-t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n-gga link up
lil’ b-tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b-tch right to a sl-t
yeah, that f-ck n-gga tried me, now this sh-t up
yeah, i like a silent b-tch, shut up

[bridge]
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh (b-tch, let’s go)
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
[verse 1]
yeah, i called a vibe in this b-tch and i’m high, now i’m stuck
these n-ggas, they acting like b-tches, i walk by, i won’t dap ’em up
yeah, these b-tches, they acting so different, didn’t like me, now they wanna come suck me up
yeah, i like that real lil’ n-gga, you know that i’m geeked up, kissing the cup
yeah, i got a real bad b-tch, lil’ n-gga, you know that i might go pay for her b-tt
yeah, i’m a real young n-gga, i’m tripping, i can’t stop, gotta go run it up
yeah, i’m a real young n-gga, i’m tripping, not like these n-ggas, they fake as the f-ck
i’m not like these n-ggas, they faking the funk, i’m not like these n-ggas, they don’t give no f-cks

[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f-ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b-tch is so crazy
that motherf-cker look like it’s pack-a-punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh-t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b-tch, back that sh-t up
yeah, i gotta go, b-tch, pack my sh-t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n-gga link up
lil’ b-tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b-tch right to a sl-t
yeah, that f-ck n-gga tried me, now this sh-t up
yeah, i like a silent b-tch, shut up
[verse 2]
my shooter don’t go anywhere with no gun
these n-ggas, they might be the two, not the one
i’m the father, these b-tch little n-ggas my son
i’m so gothic, i might shoot this b-tch up for fun
when i walk through, these b-tches be staring, i’m stunning
and my diamonds, they glaring, got these people stunned
i’m on all ten toes, i can’t switch up for money
i’m on all ten toes, can’t switch up for nothing
yeah, i can’t switch up for nothing
yeah, i made this sh-t from nothing
racks, they just keep on coming
racks, they just keep on coming
bags, i just keep on smoking bags
my lungs start hurting, yeah
they just keep on hating, d-mn
that sh-t not working

[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f-ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b-tch is so crazy
that motherf-cker look like it’s pack-a-punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh-t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b-tch, back that sh-t up
yeah, i gotta go, b-tch, pack my sh-t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n-gga link up
lil’ b-tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b-tch right to a sl-t
yeah, that f-ck n-gga tried me, now this sh-t up
yeah, i like a silent b-tch, shut up
[outro]
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh

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