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letra de its up - ​fuckcru

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[part i]

[verse 1: cru]
f-ck yo’ squad, f-ck yo’ team
been the sh-t like whatchu mean
they be askin’ what’s up wit’ me
chanel jeans, truey tee
told that girl, “don’t f-ck wit’ me”
you talk on bros, it’s up wit’ me
like bro, just shut the f-ck up
yeah, you know you stuck up
i just poured that sh-t up in tha cup i’m gettin’ f-cked up
me and squadd be swingin’ all them sticks just like some nunchucks
prada bag
watch yo’ back
b-tch, you know we on yo’ ass
spin that block and spin right back
sayin’ sh-t, you know that’s cap

[verse 2: blushxoxo]
i might f-ck up yo’ whole session
okay, run it back
what the f-ck they be on?
send that bullet, f-ck a text
i clutch up wit’ my tec
p-ssed off ’cause i’m next
flex, flex, kickin’ sh-t
spent a house up on my kicks
boy, f-ck that sorry ass career
b-tch, i know you’re p-ssed
i’on give a f-ck ’bout sh-t
likе ain’t that ’bout a b-tch?
how’s these n-ggas counterfеit?
wait until my dezzy cl!ck, oouu
[part ii]

[verse 1: cru]
b-tch, this on my soul
i don’t f-ck wit’ y’all
this sh-t gettin’ old
if you really don’t f-ck wit’ me then yo’ dumbass just sold
and if you tryna take it up wit’ me, i’m on go
she be tryna make sh-t up on me like you a hoe
like ain’t you cuck ya hoe
like ain’t you f-ck yo’ cousin but that’s some sh-t they don’t know
like b-tch, we can get low
we done did this sh-t before
like me and blush gon’ spin
you can’t f-ck around wit’ my twins
you one to talk about kids
b-tch, we all know what you did
funny you think that i switched
funny you think that i lied about sh-t ’cause you be on my d-ck
funny how you be talkin’ sh-t about motherf-ckers that you wit’
funny you talkin’ about yo’ b-tch
funny how you talkin ’bout quinn
funny how you be talkin’ ’bout wells when these motherf-ckers boostin’ your sh-t
go back up in that call and you asking for some sh-t
you a f-ckin’ b-tch
[verse 2: blushxoxo]
lame ass n-ggas always talking the most
but got my d-ck in they throat
nan ass n-ggas, we know they told
wait ain’t that a knock at yo-
my n-ggas they come and they rinse you
n-ggas so p-ssy, need tissue
yo’ b-tch stripping down while she miss you
she doing that sh-t wit’ no issue
wait, they gon’ hate?
f-ck that bih’, yeah, yo’ bae
flex on who?
b-tch, i’m paid
yeah, i guess it’s not yo’ day
nah, i’m not done wit’ this n-gga yet

[part iii]

[verse: blushxoxo]
boy, i’m clearing out them mentions, n-gga
told my pole, “go left to right”
and f-ck whoever dissin’ witcha
did i talk my sh-t? my bad
long ass pole up in my bag
yo’ ass beggin’ for callbacks
but i got my own lil’ task
does yo’ girl know that you be showing yo’ sh-t to them kids
yo’ songs, i put ’em in the toilet then i take a p-ss
i put yo’ b-tch up in my blunt then i smoke that sh-t
i’ll fan yo’ ass down for my faction bet i’ll never miss

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