"Fuck Shit Up" lyrics
Fuck a bitch if I Q2
Like to fuck shit up, this is what I do
Get the burner
All chrome to the dome
One click and it's done
Mom and dad praying for they lost son
Fuck keep it calm
Keep your mouth sealed
Loose lips, sink ships
Still boss a, either way
Ghosts still being blowed from the chopper clip
Got strapped to me on the belt
Blast a motherfucker in the eye
Looking sideways, thinking oh
It's money, it's proof, the crowd pays
Always want more, never get enough
Why you snitching ass bitches getting cozy with my grub
And I keep it up, rugged and raw
One punch knockout
Coming straight at the jaw
Live life in opulence
No bottle of muck
Keep your hands in the air
Let's fuck shit up
Come on it's time to roll
Let's fuck shit up
It don't matter where we go
Let's fuck shit up
This is all we know
Let's fuck shit up
Leave a warm up
Let's fuck shit up
Who wanna fuck shit up with me
Turn into the wild west in the streets
Mexican bus, startle up guns
Spread some ashes, kick it up dust
Let's get drunk
Fuck shit up
Going all out
Turn toward the way up
1040s empty, put away simply
Graduated part time dealer to an OG
Thug for life
Zebra can't change the stripes
Never would if I could love living the savage life
It's what I know
Always hit em where it hurts
Quickly lay you 6 feet deep in the Earth
6 bird boys thought they had a crash up
Do it like no one has done before
After when I'm gone they begging for my return
Know I got the good weed and it's ready to burn
Get high on a tripod
Lights off gun shredding in the sunrise
Homicide squad hit like a drill sergeant
Fucking hands everyday
Let's get started
Come on it's time to roll
Let's fuck shit up
It don't matter where we go
Let's fuck shit up
This is all we know
Let's fuck shit up
Leave a warm up
Let's fuck shit up
Who wanna fuck shit up with me
Turn into the wild west in the streets
Mexican bus, startle up guns
Spread some ashes, kick it up dust
Like to fuck shit up, this is what I do
Get the burner
All chrome to the dome
One click and it's done
Mom and dad praying for they lost son
Fuck keep it calm
Keep your mouth sealed
Loose lips, sink ships
Still boss a, either way
Ghosts still being blowed from the chopper clip
Got strapped to me on the belt
Blast a motherfucker in the eye
Looking sideways, thinking oh
It's money, it's proof, the crowd pays
Always want more, never get enough
Why you snitching ass bitches getting cozy with my grub
And I keep it up, rugged and raw
One punch knockout
Coming straight at the jaw
Live life in opulence
No bottle of muck
Keep your hands in the air
Let's fuck shit up
Come on it's time to roll
Let's fuck shit up
It don't matter where we go
Let's fuck shit up
This is all we know
Let's fuck shit up
Leave a warm up
Let's fuck shit up
Who wanna fuck shit up with me
Turn into the wild west in the streets
Mexican bus, startle up guns
Spread some ashes, kick it up dust
Let's get drunk
Fuck shit up
Going all out
Turn toward the way up
1040s empty, put away simply
Graduated part time dealer to an OG
Thug for life
Zebra can't change the stripes
Never would if I could love living the savage life
It's what I know
Always hit em where it hurts
Quickly lay you 6 feet deep in the Earth
6 bird boys thought they had a crash up
Do it like no one has done before
After when I'm gone they begging for my return
Know I got the good weed and it's ready to burn
Get high on a tripod
Lights off gun shredding in the sunrise
Homicide squad hit like a drill sergeant
Fucking hands everyday
Let's get started
Come on it's time to roll
Let's fuck shit up
It don't matter where we go
Let's fuck shit up
This is all we know
Let's fuck shit up
Leave a warm up
Let's fuck shit up
Who wanna fuck shit up with me
Turn into the wild west in the streets
Mexican bus, startle up guns
Spread some ashes, kick it up dust
