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fbg young & fbg dutchie – fuck em up lyrics

[intro: fbg dutchie]
godumb, huh
zoe, i love you, wop, wop
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[pre+chorus: fbg dutchie]
i pour me a trap and leanin’ all day, it’s just me and my bae and a fanta
i walk in the kitchen, i hurricane wristin’, i’m whippin’, i’m whippin’ them grams up
walk into saks and i’m smellin’ like pack, and you know me, i’m f+ckin’ them bands up
d with the dormant, just got me the foreign, i pull up, i’m f+ckin’ your mans up
[chorus: fbg dutchie]
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
bankroll blue as f+ck, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
pull up on ’em, cuttin’ up, yeah

[verse 1: fbg young]
came in rollin’ up, yeah
too much money, not enough (yeah)
’bout my milwaukee bucks (yeah)
fake gangsters thuggin’ thug (huh?)
mikin’ slugs in the club (do, do+do+do)
snug the snub in the club (do+do+do)
feed him shots, now he buzzed (yeah)
give him shots, now he drunk (huh?)
f+ck it up, f+ck it up, f+ck it up (f+ck it up)
i had a lil’ b+tch, but i f+cked it up (why?)
i was thinkin’ ’bout you when i’m f+ckin’ her (huh?)
play your role, b+tch, you f+ckin’ up (uh)
yeah (yeah), sumo role ’cause that b+tch fatty (that b+tch fatty)
in the trap to whip a bimmer, benz, and bentley (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
huh (yeah), i kicked my b+tch out for that glizzy (my b+tch)
n+gga try, might catch the same case as 50 (do+do+do)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
i pop me a xanny, i’m dreamin’ (i’m dreamin’)
gave folks the pole ’cause i’m leanin’
i’m back to the trap with them ps in
[pre+chorus: fbg dutchie]
i pour me a trap and leanin’ all day, it’s just me and my bae and a fanta
i walk in the kitchen, i hurricane wristin’, i’m whippin’, i’m whippin’ them grams up
walk into saks and i’m smellin’ like pack, and you know me, i’m f+ckin’ them bands up
d with the dormant, just got me the foreign, i pull up, i’m f+ckin’ your mans up

[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
i came in pourin’ up (yeah)
young pappy, two cups (yeah)
too much money, not enough (yeah)
xanax got me stuck (yeah)
kushy turn me ‘to a cluck (yeah)
flats turn me ‘to a sl+t (flat)
it have me poppin’ out of cuts (yeah)
sh+t, i don’t give a f+ck (yeah)
they say the choice is yours (yeah)
i want throat, tell your hoes (yeah)
i want the coupe with the see+through roof (yeah)
with the b+tterfly doors (yeah)
instagram+ass b+tches (yeah), we call ’em culture wh0res (yeah)
pull up in that new tesla with the vulture doors (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my diamonds dancin’ like dancers (huh?)
it’s me and my lele
and we sippin’ on bd, yeah, that we mixed with a fanta (let’s get it)
i love her ass, into smokin’ gas, and i got a bag like santa (uh)
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, huh
yeah, b+tch, i f+ck ’em up, yeah
[pre+chorus: fbg dutchie]
i pour me a trap and leanin’ all day, it’s just me and my bae and a fanta
i walk in the kitchen, i hurricane wristin’, i’m whippin’, i’m whippin’ them grams up
walk into saks and i’m smellin’ like pack, and you know me, i’m f+ckin’ them bands up
d with the dormant, just got me the foreign, i pull up, i’m f+ckin’ your mans up

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
bankroll blue as f+ck, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
pull up on ’em, cuttin’ up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
bankroll blue as f+ck, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
f+ck ’em up, f+ck ’em up, yeah
pull up on ’em, cuttin’ up, yeah

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