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letra de fuck it up - king jefe

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[intro: king jefe]
yeah, woah
king jefe
enviyon on the mix
calibaset beats
turn up, turn up

[chorus: king jefe]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck up a stack get it right back (what?)
get a little fame don’t know how to act (yeah)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what)
f-ck up a stack get it right back
get a little fame don’t know how to act (nah)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (yeah)

[verse 1: king jefe]
f-ck up a stack get it right back (huh?)
count it up steady countin’ checks
never gotta flex never gotta front (uh uh)
i’m a f-cking god you a f-cking b-m (d-mn)
you gon’ keep talking all that tough talk, bullets hotter than the mother f-cking sun (boom boom boom)
never asked for a f-cking handout know you n-gg-s got your f-cking hands out (what?)
it’s the time for you young n-gg-s talking stand up you f-cking stand down (yeah)
i’ma get with mines if you is or not f-cking with me
steady looking for the time (uh huh) with a cup full of lean (uh huh)
n-gg- i don’t gotta touch sh-t, yeah i got the .40 xd with a red f-cking beam (d-mn d-mn d-mn d-mn)

[chorus: king jefe]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck up a stack get it right back (what?)
get a little fame don’t know how to act (yeah)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what)
f-ck up a stack get it right back
get a little fame don’t know how to act (yeah, uh)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (yeah yeah)

[verse 2: juice wrld]
i f-ck up a set get it right back (what?)
yeah i f-ck up a stack get it right back (what?)
in the kitchen water whipping flippin’ white like this sh-t straight white trash
run up on me i’ma k!ll him (okay,) fry a n-gg- like a sk!llet (okay)
juicethekidd ain’t kiddin’ (okay,) stacking guala to the ceiling (what)
everybody wanna holler, juicethekidd got a chopper (pew)
you gon’ need a f-cking doctor (you will,) you don’t want the f-cking problems (you will)
i’m a goon and a goblin (what?) i’ve been robbing up in robin’s (what?)
i be flyer than a robin hey (what?), you be fake you be flossin’ aye (what?)

[chorus: king jefe]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up), f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck up a stack get it right back (what?)
get a little fame don’t know how to act (yeah)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what), f-ck it up (what)
f-ck up a stack get it right back
get a little fame don’t know how to act (yeah, uh)
run up my sack pockets tight again (yeah yeah)
if you run up wrong lose your life man (yeah yeah)

- king jefe

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