FULL EFFECT
Ayy, yo, ayy, ha, ha, yo, ayy, ayy
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Okay, I'm sick in the head, and that nigga want me dead
'Cause he wake up in the morning wantin' beef, while I get this bread
Up in the pit with this Glock, point of fight, better eat this lead
I got your bitch in my car like, oh, my God, I feel so blessed
I feel like Travis Scott, him up in this bitch with that antidote
Smokin' off some Fruity Loops, this guy's a taste like canola
I'm rippin' with these choppers, I light up me, taste some cannabis
Who said he with this Glock, that boy fantasy, what's so magical?
Full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
We got him a vest, runnin' up these checks, yeah
I'm in full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
Everybody on my motherfuckin' neck
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
But it's gon' be okay
Fucked up, every motherfucker made it run up in the next big bag
Goin' up out the back, I bet they never, never give a fuck about another pussy
'Cause I'm in the motherfucker with a mic and a mask
It's like black, hit it with a bag, with a backpack
Black mask, get up out the back, tuck your leg
Fast with a mac, shake to the gas, motherfucker, better give me your bag
I'm in this motherfucker, you know yourself, bro
We're coming for your neck, bitch
I'm from back in the days, I didn't know where I was headed
I am not the one to fuck with, that's you seein' in tech
Fuck the crack, bitch, you know that body can't play magic
Full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
We got him a vest, runnin' up these checks, yeah
I'm in full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
Everybody on my motherfuckin' neck
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
But it's gon' be okay
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Okay, I'm sick in the head, and that nigga want me dead
'Cause he wake up in the morning wantin' beef, while I get this bread
Up in the pit with this Glock, point of fight, better eat this lead
I got your bitch in my car like, oh, my God, I feel so blessed
I feel like Travis Scott, him up in this bitch with that antidote
Smokin' off some Fruity Loops, this guy's a taste like canola
I'm rippin' with these choppers, I light up me, taste some cannabis
Who said he with this Glock, that boy fantasy, what's so magical?
Full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
We got him a vest, runnin' up these checks, yeah
I'm in full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
Everybody on my motherfuckin' neck
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
But it's gon' be okay
Fucked up, every motherfucker made it run up in the next big bag
Goin' up out the back, I bet they never, never give a fuck about another pussy
'Cause I'm in the motherfucker with a mic and a mask
It's like black, hit it with a bag, with a backpack
Black mask, get up out the back, tuck your leg
Fast with a mac, shake to the gas, motherfucker, better give me your bag
I'm in this motherfucker, you know yourself, bro
We're coming for your neck, bitch
I'm from back in the days, I didn't know where I was headed
I am not the one to fuck with, that's you seein' in tech
Fuck the crack, bitch, you know that body can't play magic
Full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
We got him a vest, runnin' up these checks, yeah
I'm in full effect (full effect), full effect (full effect)
Everybody on my motherfuckin' neck
I swear this world is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
Ayy, let's get it, life is fucked up, let's get fucked up
Bitch, I'm fucked up, fucked up, you got me fucked up
But it's gon' be okay
Credits
Writer(s): Kalem Tarrant, Malachi-phree Jasiah Pate
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