t.m.z – fukiniiitup lyrics
hook
let make you a promise
i’mma k!ll y’all n-ggas
h-lla famous with the talking
dr phill kind n-ggas
haters always doubting
wat’s the deal my n-ggas
keep it all the way a thousand
keep it real my n-ggas
hop on a b-tch and i’m nice as a b-tch
f-ckin’ it up
everything i do is none of your business
f-ckin’ it up
dreamin’ of parkin’ a ‘rari in front of the crib
f-ckin’ it up
verse 1
first things come first
things n-ggas do for a verse
i’ll put you in a he-rs-
since a n-gga been on his worst
same n-ggas wanna talk, the nerve
why your life moving in reverse
been there done that got the t-shirt
if you wanna bite this it’ll make your t–th hurt
god d-mn, yeah god d-mn
i’m never tripping boy i always got a plan
i’m the dope man selling these yams
i could leave and come back and i would still be the man
i ain’t gotta try it though
n-ggas need their rehearsal off to f-ck around with my flow
you ain’t gotta lie though
all the sh-t that you’ve been doin’ i can do it with my eyes closed
cowards die a thousand times
you telling stories, sunday times
i know you pray for my demise
you fake, it’s written in your eye
hook
(yo we got the new funk yeah)
n-ggas always wanna reach
(pull up on you too strong yeah)
why n-ggas all wanna reach
(yo we got the new funk yeah)
n-ggas always wanna reach
(pull up on you too strong yeah)
(yeah we got a new funk yeah)
verse 2
god d-mn young flame, you a problem
need to pull up on these lames and you got them
h-lla heavy for the game, you a goblin
celebration, you made it from the bottom
crying hard ’til my throat and t–th hurt
out here sh-tting on my techers
steady puffing on my little green herb
b-tch i’m tryna k!ll every lil’ nerve
1990 boys all about the chain
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i’m with all my dogs i don’t need a b-tch
got the coupe tatted on my f-cking wrist
got all these n-ggas in their ficking feels
super icy but i cannot chill
? i don’t do no bills
they tryna die here and i’m for real
project 1 new new still pending
subtle surprise y’all still ain’t ready
i been going hard and i’m outhere f-cking dabbing
eating rappers out i fill my belly
yeah oh my what a motherf-cking good time
we just pulled up with a new fire
cannot do it even if you try
hook
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