waka flocka flame - fuck em up lyrics
[intro]
let’s take this sh-t to the club right quick
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
hood rich, b-tch
lemme bring down my weed, hold on
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[chorus]
talk sh-t, i’m blastin’
we ballin’, no basketball
y’all do them molly, percocet, adderall
pull up and shoot at you, we do not talk it out
talkin’ ’bout business so we can’t see none of y’all
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[verse 1]
my youngin, they comin’, i point and they drummin’
got copies for problems, don’t like ’em, don’t love ’em
get down or lay down, brick squad, n-gg-
hotlanta we hopped right out that uber
nightmare the game, no freddy krueger
i’m in the jet goin’ mach-five
i put your brains on a stop sign
stay with the forty and glock nine
i got your b-tch on my hotline
diamonds and gold, it’s a combo
roll up the papers and pr-nto
i’m gettin’ money like pr-nto
transportin’ drugs by the carload
different shipment, different cargo
i’m ’bout to bank like well fargo
i’m a real trapper like ralo
i hope all my enemies die slow
f-ck up your hood like i’m curtis snow
pitch in to strive but it’s hard, though
witness, we wipe out the eyes, though
just had a meetin’ with a god, though
gotta give thanks to allah, though
my youngins ain’t lackin’, they roll lackin’
checkin’ big homie like, “what’s brackin’?”
[pre-chorus]
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[chorus]
talk sh-t, i’m blastin’
we ballin’, no basketball
y’all do them molly, percocet, adderall
pull up and shoot at you, we do not talk it out
talkin’ ’bout business so we can’t see none of y’all
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[verse 2]
flock said lotta times, “f-ck it up”
go on, turn the sh-t to the max
prolly h-llcat, red eye
n-gg-, you ain’t never seen nothin’
been savin’ that money, sh-t, long, a long time ago
i used to get out on n-gg-s at the corner sto’
get out the house so i had to go huntin’, though
we takin’ your sh-t if you run into one of us
got a whole lot of diamonds hangin’ off my neck
feel like a motherf-ckin’ cooler
call low-d, he gon’ pull up on you
yeah, he a motherf-ckin’ shooter
you come to my city, we sn-tchin’ yo’ chain
and that ain’t no threat, it’s a part of the game
you better check in or you not checkin’ out
got shooters outside that’ll shoot up your house
we run out to get sh-t we gon’ f-ck it up
we trap and we hunt and we don’t give a f-ck
we bangin’ on b, we be on the bentley
that new-new, that right one, a pretty little pink
you broke, you keepin’ your pennies pinched
i’m scr-pin’ the bowl in the kitchen
flock said louder, time to run up the digits
stack the money as high as the ceiling
[pre-chorus]
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[chorus]
talk sh-t, i’m blastin’
we ballin’, no basketball
y’all do them molly, percocet, adderall
pull up and shoot at you, we do not talk it out
talkin’ ’bout business so we can’t see none of y’all
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[verse 3]
i run through, comin’ like rah
b-tch you wack, k!ll ’em all
i’m ’bout to f-ck it up
come to my trap, all k!llas
i’m ’bout to f-ck it up
come to my trap, got some foreigns
i’m ’bout to f-ck ’em up
hop out the bentley, we shoot ’em all
got me a plug with the bricks and i shipped ’em all
fire like, “pop-pop”
shot his house, yeah, i f-cked it up
top to bottom all f-cked up
shot the cars, f-cked up
you gon’ play? i’m gon’ f-ck you up
get my money or get f-cked up
drop a bullet then i’ll f-ck you up
dump truck, f-ck you up
f-ck you up
head shot him, f-cked him up
body shot him, f-cked him up
closed casket, zip ’em up
[pre-chorus]
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
[chorus]
talk sh-t, i’m blastin’
we ballin’, no basketball
y’all do them molly, percocet, adderall
pull up and shoot at you, we do not talk it out
talkin’ ’bout business so we can’t see none of y’all
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
f-ck ’em up
flock said f-ck ’em up
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