stunna 4 vegas – fucking up freestyle lyrics
[intro]
ayy, let me hear that ho, jeff
uh (uh), uh (uh)
f-ck, b-tch
it’s 4x (4x)
b-tch, i’m rich (rich youngin)
b-tch, i’m rich
billion dollar baby entertainment (uh)
f-ck a n-gga
uh, uh
[chorus]
i don’t run from my problems, i run it up
got that lil’ advance, i f-cked it up (cash)
they slide in advance, if you f-ck with us (skrrt)
i’m stuck in my ways, my ho say i’m f-ckin’ up (i’m f-ckin’ up)
off the perc’ and she love when i f-ck her (thot thot)
i just blew her back in, i’m fin’ go get another (uh)
goin’ out sad ’bout some -ss, boy, you f-ckin’ up
tryna go get a bag then go double up, ooh (uh, uh)
[verse 1]
i f-ck it up, these lil’ n-ggas know that it’s up with me (it’s up)
and it’s stuck, get touched when it come me
on gang, every n-gga that diss me be duckin’ me (f-ck)
f-ck ’em, i go get them racks still (racks)
my brother still gettin’ them packs shipped (trap)
my lil’ n-gga still robbin’ ’em, batman
the 4 behind me like my ad-libs (4x)
i could throw a perc’ back like an advil (uh)
my lil’ n-gga spin, ferris wheel (brr, brr)
get up close, split his sh-t, banana peel (come here)
off in that cat, it’s a done deal (skrrt)
he wanna make it, but hatin’ he never will
ain’t lookin’ for me, b-tch, i’m everywhere (uh-huh)
dissin’ me in them songs, i never cared
i know a n-gga got caught and he tucked his tail (on gang)
b-tch, i’m rich (rich), i pay your mans for the hit
you wan’ hear a diss? b-tch, here come a bl!ck (get ’em outta here)
glock 19 on my hip with a d-ck, we tight like lilo and st-tch
n-gga get fried like fish, gofundme when my n-ggas slide with them sticks (brra)
i’m goin’ baby, i’ma up off the rip
b-tch, i’m rich and i’m still in the mix
[chorus]
i don’t run from my problems, i run it up (uh, uh)
got that lil’ advance, i f-cked it up (i f-cked it up)
they slide in advance, if you f-ck with us (skrrt)
i’m stuck in my ways, my ho say i’m f-ckin’ up (i’m f-ckin’ up)
off the perc’ and she love when i f-ck her (thot thot)
i just blew her back in, i’m fin’ go get another (uh)
goin’ out sad ’bout some -ss, boy, you f-ckin’ up
tryna go get a bag then go double up, ooh (uh, uh)
[verse 2]
i’m f-ckin’ up, uh
she love when i’m f-ckin’ her
i get a bag, go f-ck it up
at the mall, oh, i bought some guns or somethin’
a band or two will get your brother plucked
your funds low, get your money up
b-tch, i’m rich, who want war with us?
n0body, catch a opp, he claim he grew up with us
[outro]
ha (4x, uh, uh)
yeah, i signed, huh, i still slide
i come hit your, fa, fa
no 9-to-5
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