Gmfu

Yeah, you bitches got me fucked up, fucked up (with they weak ass)
They know they got GloRilla fucked up (fuck you mean?)
Ayy, Carbon (what's up?), what's up with it, B? (Hah)
(Macaroni made it) then what?

Money, head (head), clothes and bags (bags)
Heard we got some bitches mad (heard we got some bitches mad)
Took her ho (bitch), take your man (ayy), if I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up (got me fucked up), got me fucked up
A-a-and they let us in the party, they done fucked up (they done fucked up)
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches, better know you gettin' touched up (ayy)

Thinkin' that we soft, lil' bitch gon' fuck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that bitch tucked up (brrt, brrt-brrt-brrt)
Got that loud smoke that'll make a nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a nigga ass to puff up (GloRilla)

They know they got me fucked up, please don't get me pumped up
Unless the money talkin', tell them bitches shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Ho, we know you soft, so why the fuck you actin' tough for? (Why the fuck you actin' tough, bitch?)
Turn you to a lick, he brung him up like when he lucked up

And we on that turnt shit, hit the club, we turnt, bitch (turnt, bitch)
Flexin' 'cause I want to (ayy), just because I earned it (ayy)
Playin' with this fire, you gon' fuck around, get burnt, bitch
Choppa got a dick, don't fuck around and let that sperm hit, bitch

I ain't never been fucked with (ayy), but I'll make a nigga bust quick (bust quick)
I ain't the bitch you wanna fuck with, just come see what's up with it
Yeah, come try your luck, bitch, fuck around, get drug
And your nigga that you trust, bitch, I got him right here on the fuck shit (bitch)

I thought he was in love, bitch
Put Gorilla Glue on him (yeah), now he on stuck shit, goddamn
Yeah, you bitches got me fucked up, you niggas got me fucked up too
Don't come for me, lil' bitch, if I didn't motherfuckin' send for you
Gang 'nem get to ridin' like gorillas in the fuckin' zoo (in the fuckin' zoo)
Pull up with that action like GloRilla in the fuckin' coupe (GloRilla)

Money, head (head), clothes and bags (bags)
Heard we got some bitches mad (heard we got some bitches mad)
Took her ho (bitch), take your man (ayy), if I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up (got me fucked up), got me fucked up
A-a-and they let us in the party, they done fucked up (they done fucked up)
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches, better know you gettin' touched up (ayy)

Thinkin' that we soft, lil' bitch gon' fuck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that bitch tucked up (brrt, brrt-brrt-brrt)
Got that loud smoke that'll make a nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a nigga ass to puff up (it's Carbon)

Got a PSA for all you hoes who discuss me (weak ass)
Slime never hidin', so I guess I'm where the opps be (I'm on yo' block)
Never lackin' artillery, I'm where the Glocks be (bitch)
Choppa Gang clean up crew, so, bitch, I'm where the mops be (brrt, brrt-brrt)

You a peon, lil' bitch, you don't want no smoke
Don't like none of you bitches, so watch your approach (ho)
Quick to clean up your nose, keep Glo' on my side, and she rockin' that roll

Body bags and toe tags, we'll do his ass really bad
White chalk and yellow tape, Choppa Gang gon' close the case
No evidence, a cold case, scope the scene and play it safe
Mask up and don't show your face, bitch ever play, she gon' lay

Broke bitches look pissy, they throwin' some shots and they constantly missin'
Take off her arm if I feel like she reachin', ho, see me and you bitches speakin', ayy
Got Glocks for opps (got me fucked up), CG hit your block (you get touched up)
This shit'll get messy (ho), 7.62, these lil' bitches, they deadly (brrt)

Left the scene in a stretcher, he play, so I bless him
Shout out to Dev, my young nigga, he reckless
I'm totin' a carbine, lil' bitch, don't you test me
Come get your nigga the fuck out my messages

Money, head (head), clothes and bags (bags)
Heard we got some bitches mad (heard we got some bitches mad)
Took her ho (bitch), take your man (ayy), if I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up (got me fucked up), got me fucked up
A-a-and they let us in the party, they done fucked up (they done fucked up)
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches, better know you gettin' touched up (ayy)

Thinkin' that we soft, lil' bitch gon' fuck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that bitch tucked up (brrt, brrt-brrt-brrt)
Got that loud smoke that'll make a nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a nigga ass to puff up (it's Carbon)

GloRilla, y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Y'all got me fucked up, for real, though
You bitches, you niggas, all y'all got me fucked up
Fuck, wrong with a nigga ass?