Im Fkd Up
NTRO:
I'm fuck'd up, i'm Rollin i'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up, i'm Rollin i'm rollin
I'm rollin i'm rollin (it's a party)
i'm Fuck'd up, i'm rollin i'm rollin
VERSE 1
Ok, now bad bitches and her friends sip a fifth of gin
got mo hoes knockin at the door tell em bring em in
smokin purp, by the fucking pound
white bitch breakin down
All this dope
cocaine on the floor
i bring out the pole
tell em mama bust it open rolling drunk of the potion
Hoping i get her open that pussy i leave it swollen
im the master when it comes to that
beat it up, up up knock it out the park
im up to bat... so what it is shawty
im on the houston purple syrup shit
never mind I'm throwed, forgot my government
R.I.P the pimp doe on some trilla shit
salute my nigga Bun in case i do forget
im gettin throwed and I'm way off
Peach Ciroc no chaser, sip it dead raw
switchin bitches with my nigga Endido
if you aint fuck'd up, then what you came for?
CHORUS:
i'm fuck'd up i'm fuck'd up
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up I'm rollin
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm high, i'm drunk
my bitch, she faded
my vision so blurry, and i may not make it.
VERSE 2:
And im back hello once again
hoppin off that benz with a chick
and she super thick chillin with couple of friends
they were twins but i just hop up in
but know that depends
you aint fuckin off of feeling these
holla back thats indeed
My nigga cassie supplied the weed
kick gon' bring the lean
fuck them swishers roll that paper like ma nigga wiz kalif
gettin fuck'd up
thats wassup them double cups
im takin seven shots
and im hopin i dont pass out
them bitces passed out
Molly poppin they all buying huhhh
im fuck'd up, not focused
got a 30 pack of them trojans
finna do sum damage with these mixed twins
Never call for a block, I do not goaltend
ima beat that pussy t'ill the morning
switchin bitches with ma nigga Endido
if you aint fuck'd up then what you came for?
CHORUS:
i'm fuck'd up i'm fuck'd up
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up I'm rollin
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm high, i'm drunk
my bitch, she faded
my vision so blurry, and i may not make it.
OUTRO:
Daammn...[Laugh]
awwh man, i cant even feel my face
awwh shiit.is that? is that a pony?
where ma keys at?
I'm fuck'd up, i'm Rollin i'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up, i'm Rollin i'm rollin
I'm rollin i'm rollin (it's a party)
i'm Fuck'd up, i'm rollin i'm rollin
VERSE 1
Ok, now bad bitches and her friends sip a fifth of gin
got mo hoes knockin at the door tell em bring em in
smokin purp, by the fucking pound
white bitch breakin down
All this dope
cocaine on the floor
i bring out the pole
tell em mama bust it open rolling drunk of the potion
Hoping i get her open that pussy i leave it swollen
im the master when it comes to that
beat it up, up up knock it out the park
im up to bat... so what it is shawty
im on the houston purple syrup shit
never mind I'm throwed, forgot my government
R.I.P the pimp doe on some trilla shit
salute my nigga Bun in case i do forget
im gettin throwed and I'm way off
Peach Ciroc no chaser, sip it dead raw
switchin bitches with my nigga Endido
if you aint fuck'd up, then what you came for?
CHORUS:
i'm fuck'd up i'm fuck'd up
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up I'm rollin
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm high, i'm drunk
my bitch, she faded
my vision so blurry, and i may not make it.
VERSE 2:
And im back hello once again
hoppin off that benz with a chick
and she super thick chillin with couple of friends
they were twins but i just hop up in
but know that depends
you aint fuckin off of feeling these
holla back thats indeed
My nigga cassie supplied the weed
kick gon' bring the lean
fuck them swishers roll that paper like ma nigga wiz kalif
gettin fuck'd up
thats wassup them double cups
im takin seven shots
and im hopin i dont pass out
them bitces passed out
Molly poppin they all buying huhhh
im fuck'd up, not focused
got a 30 pack of them trojans
finna do sum damage with these mixed twins
Never call for a block, I do not goaltend
ima beat that pussy t'ill the morning
switchin bitches with ma nigga Endido
if you aint fuck'd up then what you came for?
CHORUS:
i'm fuck'd up i'm fuck'd up
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm fuck'd up I'm rollin
I'm rollin I'm rollin
I'm high, i'm drunk
my bitch, she faded
my vision so blurry, and i may not make it.
OUTRO:
Daammn...[Laugh]
awwh man, i cant even feel my face
awwh shiit.is that? is that a pony?
where ma keys at?
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Writer(s): Ace Hood
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