leats - got me f*cked up lyrics
oliver lex
[verse]
oh yeah we recording right now, cool
naw naw
im cool
im chilling…. yeah
you bang a set that’s not your gang
pullin’ capers for the fame
stage a game to sn+tch a chain
cappin’ about how you slang all these n+ggas had enough p+ssy boy thinking he tough playin’ around in our back yard throw down the fade so we can really play rough i’m mo’ bout the macking backseat passion making a dvd, that ass i’m splashing battle packin’ action, stacking cheese on the backend tripping and relapsin’ cuz n+ggas out here really…
[chorus]
f+cked up got me f+cked up
f+cked up got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
these ni++as got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got f+cked up
got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
yaaaa
verse+
with this craft, i don’t play around
ima libra don’t weigh me down
all the haters they hating now!
block all they plans, they can’t take me out!
i won’t changing for no money we stick to the slogan chopper go, (gun shot) tear off your shirt like you hulk hogan
see i can show you a showman, but i stick to my pockets
make a deposit, sh+t on a caucus
this serial go crunch like cereal put a o in you like cheerio with a halo stare at a billy goat
if i bury these n+ggas , i’ll do them a favor
cuz if i bury these n+ggas, that make them famous some do it for real and others do it for fun
tell your b+tch i don’t want her my queen taste like dominican rum got me f+cked up
stand on my ten toes, i can’t change up
round here in these blackwoods is dangerous
round here in these blackwoods is dangerous you got me f+cked up you got m…
chorus +
f+cked up got me f+cked up
f+cked up got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
these ni++as got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got f+cked up
got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
yaaaa
verse+
2021 is almost up and some of these n+ggas still got me f+cked up
back on track like a map so i know where you n+ggas at
4 run flats, cognac, and a veggie wrap im strapped
run n+gga run no where to go or hide
lying in pr+ne outside your home two shots to the dome
that was the old me so snap back on the track
getting millions not giving back as a black
is where we draw the line at
it’s time we win our mind back
stop flauging like you got that
we all running the same lap
d+mn where the time at
propaganda slanders
h+ll yeah they got us f+cked up
sleeping on your talents
oh yeah you done f+cked up
talking down on me n+gga
yeah you got me f+cked up
talking down on me n+gga
yeah you got me f+cked up
b+tch you f+cked up
chorus +
f+cked up got me f+cked up
f+cked up got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
these ni++as got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got f+cked up
got me f+cked up
b+tch you got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
got me f+cked up
yaaaa
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