Roddy Ricch - Fucc It Up MP3 dan Lirik Lagu

[intro]
i gotta get that sh-t, like, right
feel me?
that sh-t could be hard
lowkey

[chorus]
i send back the five, tell shorty i love her
she still gon' act like i ain't done enough
these b-tches be lying, i ain't got the time
that's why i'm in love with my double cup
i'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
i bought a new ‘maro to f-ck it up
i bought mercedes to f-ck it up
i bought a ap to f-ck it up
i'm just tryna run the cake up
versace sheets just to make love
got a private just to make drugs
'cause i'm tryna flood the face up
i been f-ckin' with the same plug
i been f-ckin' with these rich n-ggas
had to whip it with my wrist, n-gga
then i got it on my wrist, n-gga
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
conversations of a rich n-gga brought the consequences of a rich n-gga
i seen too many n-ggas switch, n-gga
i could never be a b-tch n-gga
ain't n0body give me sh-t, i got it on my own
score with no -ssist, n-gga
pyrex or a hit, n-gga
either way, i'll be a rich n-gga
have you ever been whippin' the dope so good, you think that the feds watchin'?
'cause my o.gs, they been whippin' the dope up
my n-ggas got most of they bread flockin'
feel like burger, i'm stackin' the cheese
they nickname the trap house “red robin”
i was tryna push work with you
your mans came, now the feds knockin'
now i wanna run it up, n-gga
purple fanta in the cup, n-gga
vvs's straight from avianne
you claim you 'bout it, n-gga, why you lyin'?
got yours, had to make mine
push packs ‘cross state lines
you b-tches always tryna take the check
see a baller then they break they neck
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i send back the five, tell shorty i love her
she still gon' act like i ain't done enough
these b-tches be lying, i ain't got the time
that's why i'm in love with my double cup
i'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
i bought a new ‘maro to f-ck it up
i bought mercedes to f-ck it up
i bought a ap to f-ck it up
i'm just tryna run the cake up
versace sheets just to make love
got to profit just to make drugs
'cause i'm tryna flood the face up
i been f-ckin' with the same plug
i been f-ckin' with these rich n-ggas
had to whip it with my wrist, n-gga
then i got it on my wrist, n-gga
yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
young n-gga got it out the mud
whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
and it's always been “f-ck the law”
so i can never pick the bacon up
i run the bands up, why you playin' with me?
my life a movie, livin' hd
my jeweler called, he got a ap
i keep my dogs, no snakes with me
seen false n-ggas live a long time and the real n-ggas die young
yeah, yeah
i seen a boss n-gga get shot
he took a loss, then he got high
they look through the blinds, give them the time
f-ck the police, we just shake the spot
put the ps in the duffel bag
lil' brother gotta take the glock
main reason i don't f-ck with you n-ggas
you run them digits then you turn snitch
all your dogs got locked up
then your best friend was a sherm stick
i wasn't born a baller, i had to stack it up, i had to learn this
everything i got, i earned it
sit back, wait your turn, b-tch

[chorus]
i send back the five, tell shorty i love her
she still gon' act like i ain't done enough
these b-tches be lying, i ain't got the time
that's why i'm in love with my double cup
i'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
i bought a new ‘maro to f-ck it up
i bought mercedes to f-ck it up
i bought a ap to f-ck it up
i'm just tryna run the cake up
versace sheets just to make love
got a private just to make drugs
'cause i'm tryna flood the face up
i been f-ckin' with the same plug
i been f-ckin' with these rich n-ggas
had to whip it with my wrist, n-gga
then i got it on my wrist, n-gga
yeah, yeah