july the ginny - f*ck up lyrics
oh-oh-oh
yeah, yeah
my…
i’m sorry ’cause i can’t be the way you thought i was (i was)
my only problem is i always f-ck up (f-ck up, f-ck up)
she don’t know what she f-cking want (no, she don’t)
and i can’t give her everything she got (no, i can’t no, no, i can’t, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
yeah, yeah
because i always f-ck up (yeah, i do, yeah, i do, yeah, yeah)
on god, yeah
why do i always f-ck up? (why do i always, do i always-)
yeah, yeah
why do i always f-ck up? (f-ck up)
f-ck up (f-ck up)
yeah
got me feeling like i’m cobain
model b-tches and they never know my whole name
they be talking on the net like i don’t know things
if i’m finna blow, i need the whole thing
hit me up if you ain’t working
bb simmons got her nervous
i can tell that you been lurking
can’t slow ’til the coupe got curtains
coupe fast big bag my shoulder
my bad, i’m never sober
skrt, skrt, high as f-ck in the rover
if you want it then tell me that you want it
want it
we can wake up in the morning and get blunted
know i f-cked up
what you wanted
my lucks up, i know it
i’m sorry ’cause i can’t be the way you thought i was (i was)
my only problem is i always f-ck up (f-ck up, f-ck up)
she don’t know what she f-cking want (no, she don’t)
and i can’t give her everything she got (no, i can’t no, no, i can’t, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
yeah, yeah
because i always f-ck up (yeah, i do, yeah, i do, yeah, yeah)
on god, yeah
why do i always f-ck up? (why do i always, do i always-)
yeah, yeah
why do i always f-ck up (f-ck up)
f-ck up (f-ck up)
yeah
bad -ss b-tch (hey, hey)
got me all tight ’cause i can’t do sh-t
know you ain’t mine, but you should be b-tch (should be)
and i ain’t gonna lie girl i want them lips, yeah
money online coming alright (alright)
got her ‘lil jon screaming all night (all night)
girl, i got a 40 in my off whites
so yeah, ain’t gotta worry i’m about mine
remember south beach? we were so drunk (so drunk)
got my new song in her airpods (in her airpods)
she already like how i move yeah (how i move)
so i already know i’ma f-ck up
oh yeah
remember south beach? we were so drunk (so drunk)
got my new sh-t in her airpods (in her airpods)
she already like how i move, yeah
so i already know i’ma f-ck up
i’m sorry ’cause i can’t be the way you thought i was (i was)
my only problem is i always f-ck up (f-ck up, f-ck up)
she don’t know what she f-cking want (no, she don’t)
and i can’t give her everything she got (no, i can’t no, no, i can’t, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
yeah, yeah
because i always f-ck up (yeah, i do, yeah, i do, yeah, yeah)
on god, yeah
why do i always f-ck up? (why do i always, do i always-)
yeah, yeah
why do i always f-ck up (f-ck up)
f-ck up (f-ck up)
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