Bitch Got Me Fucked Up
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I went all around the states couple months on the tour drinking Jameson every night til I was floating off the floor never once did I go raw when fucking a groupie whore or vomit out my sprinter van door
Nah bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Couple of hoes in my bathroom
They probably snorting coke
When they get out they gonna gobble dick
Until they gotta sore throat
I don't judge a soul man
I was born poor and broke
Had to get the last laugh
Cause niggas took me for a joke
Becoming a star was hard
But I stuck to the script
Seen a lot of shit hollow tips
Stuffed in my clip
25 in the duffle
Put my trust in the brick
I ain't want to touch shit
We cook it up then we flip
Earning our ghetto salary
They wondering how did we get
That powdery shit
Over the border we had a strategy
Talking codes on the mobile phone
The homie got a mobile home
And see those come equipped
With a backup battery
If you hollow that battery out
Then you can stash a key
This the way it has to be
Til rappers giving cash to me
I hear niggas on beats
They talking big like they Meech
I was just a young nigga who was out here
Eating on these streets
4200 a piece a pound of that good kush
Its all investments I got the capital if you push push
I put some money on some activists
Some money on some meth
I put some Louies on my feet
Now niggas watch my every step
I got some oxys on deck
I got some diamonds on my neck
I got homies getting sweat
They getting time right and left
My karma is looking ugly
My conscience is talking loud
I'd rather be walking out on
Stages rocking crowds
I know that I'm from a place
Where chasing your dream is not allowed
I'm here to break all the cycles
From the niggas who not around
For niggas who caught a round
The judge said lock em down
I'm doing this shit for them won't stop til I got the crown
So I went all around the states couple months on the tour drinking Jameson every night til I was floating off the floor never once did I go raw when fucking a groupie whore or vomit out my sprinter van door
Nah bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
I went all around the states couple months on the tour drinking Jameson every night til I was floating off the floor never once did I go raw when fucking a groupie whore or vomit out my sprinter van door
Nah bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Couple of hoes in my bathroom
They probably snorting coke
When they get out they gonna gobble dick
Until they gotta sore throat
I don't judge a soul man
I was born poor and broke
Had to get the last laugh
Cause niggas took me for a joke
Becoming a star was hard
But I stuck to the script
Seen a lot of shit hollow tips
Stuffed in my clip
25 in the duffle
Put my trust in the brick
I ain't want to touch shit
We cook it up then we flip
Earning our ghetto salary
They wondering how did we get
That powdery shit
Over the border we had a strategy
Talking codes on the mobile phone
The homie got a mobile home
And see those come equipped
With a backup battery
If you hollow that battery out
Then you can stash a key
This the way it has to be
Til rappers giving cash to me
I hear niggas on beats
They talking big like they Meech
I was just a young nigga who was out here
Eating on these streets
4200 a piece a pound of that good kush
Its all investments I got the capital if you push push
I put some money on some activists
Some money on some meth
I put some Louies on my feet
Now niggas watch my every step
I got some oxys on deck
I got some diamonds on my neck
I got homies getting sweat
They getting time right and left
My karma is looking ugly
My conscience is talking loud
I'd rather be walking out on
Stages rocking crowds
I know that I'm from a place
Where chasing your dream is not allowed
I'm here to break all the cycles
From the niggas who not around
For niggas who caught a round
The judge said lock em down
I'm doing this shit for them won't stop til I got the crown
So I went all around the states couple months on the tour drinking Jameson every night til I was floating off the floor never once did I go raw when fucking a groupie whore or vomit out my sprinter van door
Nah bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
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Writer(s): Dominick Wickliffe, Patick Baril
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