Fuck It Up

[Intro]
*Whistles*
Lil mama ya fine yea
Lil mama ya fine yeah
Lil mama ya fine I ain’t got the time to waste my time wit a stank hoe
Yea

[Bridge]
Lil mama ya fine I ain’t got the time to waste my time wit a stank hoe
I know they gon ride, I know they gon slide them niggas toting dracos
The streets to cold they take ya soul, that’s why I’m wearing pea coats
They aim for ya mind they aim for ya spine they fill you up with glucose

[Hook]
I came from the mud I came from the dirt, got some bands bout to fuck it up
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up
Niggas play we get you touched, niggas play we get you tucked
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up

[Verse]
I play for keeps you to close
We making plays we ran it up they think we using cheat codes
I got it saved, we add it up they still gon do a kick door
I put some ice around my neck, you thought my body was sore
We up by 6 they down but 2, you need go fix the score
In the morning box him up that nigga captain crunched
Why lil mama talk so much?
It’s cheaper just to keep her yea
I don’t really need her yea
Ice straight out the freezer yea
She black and white like zebra yea
Shawty got a zebra cake
Real mud baby, but she walking like diva yea
She a ride or die, lil mama she a keeper yea
Copped her a lil uzi with a seeker she a reaper yea
(Skrt! walk with ya dumb ass) she a creeper yea
Never understand why she hanging with them lame niggas
Bitch I’m the man with them bands got like 8 figures
Bitch do ya dance, shake ya ass like you got the shivers
Bitch Say my name like you did when we was civilians
Bitch say my name, I can’t look at you the same
I got youngins gripping flame, I know niggas playing games
I roll wit apes they can’t be tamed, free my niggas out the cage
Bitch you can’t hang wit my gang, tryna hang like mood swings

[Hook]
I came from the mud I came from the dirt, got some bands bout to fuck it up
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up
Niggas play we get you touched, niggas play we get you tucked
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up

[Bridge]
Lil mama ya fine I ain’t got the time to waste my time wit a stank hoe
I know they gon ride, I know they gon slide them niggas toting dracos
The streets to cold they take ya soul, that’s why I’m wearing pea coats
They aim for ya mind they aim for ya spine they fill you up with glucose

[Hook]
I came from the mud I came from the dirt, got some bands bout to fuck it up
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up
Niggas play we get you touched, niggas play we get you tucked
Got some racks we ran it up, got some bands we fucked it up