Bitch I'm F****d Up

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All up in the cut
Shawty knows what's up
Stab it in her fucking gut
Motha fuckas acting like they buck
Bitch I'm grew up out the slumps
Loading up the fucking slugs
Bitch you ain't from the mud

I don't really got no time to prove it
Seeing allusions when I'm cruising
Motha fuckas hating on my music
They ain't know what I've been doing

Motha fuckas acting clueless
Bitch I'm never wit that bullshit
Catch me spraying wit them bullets
Then I'm ready fucking pull it

You ain't never knew it
All this fucking power
Bitch I had to fucking prove it
Feeling like a god
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Never gon die til I drop
Motha fuckas out here actin like they fucking hard
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Never gon die till I drop
Motha fuckas out here acting like they fucking hard

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Writer(s): Slimgrim
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