fuckcru - its up lyrics
[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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