Lyrics: Keenon Dequan Ray Jackson/Denis Raab/Patrik Papp
Music: Keenon Dequan Ray Jackson/Denis Raab/Patrik Papp
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas talkin' 'bout I flopped
The only time I flop is puttin' dick up in yo' thot, nigga
Niggas talkin' a lot
Talkin' I switched sides, I'm from Bompton treetop, nigga
Y'all know I ain't sane
Be careful speakin' on my name in vein, nigga
That's bold, that's brave
Matter fact, take off that watch and chain, nigga
I ain't never felt this before
I'm feelin' good, feelin' like when I'm in yo' ho
If it's up, okay, kick in the door
Call 911 tryna deal with this smoke
I'm in the booth writin' sentences
The homies locked in the boot with life sentences
**** a opp representative
Gotta watch what I say 'cause niggas sensitive
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Blick in the cut tucked
What the ****, what? Nigga, **** luck
Got his soul snatched, got his ho ****ed
Run a play on his ass, nigga, hut-hut
Ayy, I had to buff up, double-R the truck-truck
I'm on a cleanse, I ain't ****in' on no slut-slut
Got it ****ed upped, I'm with the Bloods, what?
I know Crips too, set a nigga up-up
Speakin' on the West Coast, like we sweet, ayy
Send a ho-ass-nigga to get some cheesecake (Cheesecake)
You get strep throat ****in' with me, ayy
Dick in yo' mouth, **** what they talkin' 'bout these days (These days)
Do 'em dirty (Dirty), no mercy (Mercy)
Knock a big nigga out, Tyson Fury (Fury)
I'm trippin' on shit in my thirties
He ain't a shooter, man, that nigga Steph Scury
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Niggas got it ****ed up
Sayin' I lucked up, luck how?
What about them days I was ****ed up? (****ed up)
Days I was starvin' had no gut?
Shit cooled down, I wasn't hot I had no sluts (No sluts)
They like, "How his career glowed up?
That nigga can't rap and his flow, wack, wait, hol' up" (Hol' up)
Nigga be poppin' it so tough
'Til I get up on 'em and black out and drop low nuts (Low)
He pussy, he a bitch, he a broad (Broad)
Nigga happy, he ****ed my bitch, she a dog (Dog)
Pipe down, she finna send yo' addy tomorrow
Stop thinkin' with yo' dick, dick head, you's a fraud (Fraud)
Live by the code, I'm a G
Do 'em cold if we beef, leave 'em cold from this head, nigga
Gizzle trippin', he drunk off the OLD E
Totin' a 40 lowkey, nah, this the old me, nigga