Fed Up
(It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime)
(I'm lonely as shit)
(Fed up)
(I'm lonely as shit)
(It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime)
(I'm lonely as shit)
(I'm lonely as shit)
I'm feeling lonely and shit
I'm finna pour up and sip
I wanna find somebody to love but these bitches hoein and shit
I'm finna take me a pic
And post it
Niggas out here do the mostest
I'm tryna get to the bread hostess
Shawty be hittin my line
It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime
I'm finna fuck on my side
But she ain fuck no one but me nigga she be mine
We go to brunch like white people do
On a sunday niggas is lackin
Chicken and waffles be tappin
Sappy bitches tryna fuck but I pass em
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm feeling lonely and shit
I'm finna pour up and sip
I wanna find somebody to love but these bitches hoein and shit
I'm finna take me a pic
And post it
Niggas out here do the mostest
I'm tryna get to the bread hostess
Peter eater meter deeper anti-segregation seaters
Be the Derek Jeter's of the generation
Me and Jesus we got plenty cases
Plenty faces
Nevermind that
Suzy and her sister never find blacks
Coochie eaters hardly ever like racks
Choosing beepers over devil life rafts
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
(These niggas talkin with herpes all over they dick)
(I'm fed up and shit)
It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime
(I'm lonely as shit)
(Fed up)
(I'm lonely as shit)
(It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime)
(I'm lonely as shit)
(I'm lonely as shit)
I'm feeling lonely and shit
I'm finna pour up and sip
I wanna find somebody to love but these bitches hoein and shit
I'm finna take me a pic
And post it
Niggas out here do the mostest
I'm tryna get to the bread hostess
Shawty be hittin my line
It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime
I'm finna fuck on my side
But she ain fuck no one but me nigga she be mine
We go to brunch like white people do
On a sunday niggas is lackin
Chicken and waffles be tappin
Sappy bitches tryna fuck but I pass em
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm feeling lonely and shit
I'm finna pour up and sip
I wanna find somebody to love but these bitches hoein and shit
I'm finna take me a pic
And post it
Niggas out here do the mostest
I'm tryna get to the bread hostess
Peter eater meter deeper anti-segregation seaters
Be the Derek Jeter's of the generation
Me and Jesus we got plenty cases
Plenty faces
Nevermind that
Suzy and her sister never find blacks
Coochie eaters hardly ever like racks
Choosing beepers over devil life rafts
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
I'm fed up
(These niggas talkin with herpes all over they dick)
(I'm fed up and shit)
It's 3 in the morning my nigga it's sleepytime
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Writer(s): Caleb Jones
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