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dyari - fuck em up lyrics

[chorus]
yeah i might just f+ck em’ up
ion got time for none of these lil b+tches, keep my glizzy tucked
i like pink im pourin’ lean got jolly ranchers in the cup (in the cup)
starting to think this n+gga dumb like why his f+cking bus pull up?
yeah they tell me pull my pants up
pockets way to full of cash i gotta get the bands up
ion got time for none of these lil b+tches, check ya mans out
arp might leave a n+gga stranded with his brains out

[verse]
they broke, i don’t even know what they talkin’ bout
all these n+ggas rats in red coats, they dressed like mickey mouse
these n+ggas be saying they getting loud but we the louder house
youn’ got no bands lil n+gga, f+ck these n+ggas talkin’ bout?
six o’clock, on the dot, make his body drop
think he finna flame me n+gga, yeah i feel like supahot
think im finna f+ck this b+tch, i think id rather not
fry em’ up the way them bullets hit his body, tatter tot
don’t got time to be wasting
paper calling my name, yeah i just gotta make it
wobble through the flow, hit em’ up, yeah im patient
i might do a curse just to make it like the pacers
i might do a show down in cali b+tch i made it
im in san diego kickin with some+
im in san diego kickin with some gangstas
n+ggas think they dangerous, yeah i say watch who you hang with
[chorus]
yeah i might just f+ck em’ up
ion got time for none of these lil b+tches, keep my glizzy tucked
i like pink im pourin’ lean got jolly ranchers in the cup (in the cup)
starting to think this n+gga dumb like why his f+cking bus pull up?
yeah they tell me pull my pants up
pockets way to full of cash i gotta get the bands up
ion got time for none of these lil b+tches, check ya mans out
arp might leave a n+gga stranded with his brains out

- dyari lyrics

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