"FuKD uP!" lyrics

(Painkid got all the sauce)
Uh

I'm so fucked up (Fucked up), get yo bucks up (Bucks)
My niggas be holdin' them MACs, my niggas official
Bullets gone hit up yo tissue
Don't you try to fuck with us
We send shots back, they won't miss you
This opp pack, I roll it up
Yo shooter died 'cause y'all hyped him up
Sippin' my lean in Hell, you can't tell (Uh)
Rockin' these glasses, glasses, glasses, they Chanel
Fuckin' that bitch from the back, snap her back like a chiropractor
Fuck that bitch then dip, bitch, it's now or never

I want the Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi, the Prada, I gotta have it (Ha)
All of these niggas be talkin' that shit on the internet, let 'em have it (Talkin' that, talkin' that)
They claim they real, but they fake though (Fuck them bitch ass niggas)
Niggas sayin' they gone ride, but they switchin' like they change clothes (Pussy nigga)
Switchin' like I'm on the highway high as fuck (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, don't pour me one line, I need four lines
Just talked to the devil, he need more time
I'ma put my fuckin' soul on them dotted lines (Yeah, yeah)
I might take a few percs just to kill time (Fuck)
Bitch, give me head in a highrise with a view
Cum up on her cheek, cum up on her tit
Cum got in her hair, now she 'bout to flip (Haha)

Shit (Yeah)
Shit (Baow, baow, baow)

I'm so fucked up (Fucked up), get yo bucks up (Get yo bucks up)
My niggas be holdin' them MACs, my niggas official
Bullets gone hit up yo tissue (Yeah)
Don't you try to fuck with us
We send shots back, they won't miss you
This opp pack, I roll it up
Yo shooter died 'cause y'all hyped him up (Brrrt)
Sippin' my lean in Hell, you can't tell (Uh)
Rockin' these glasses, glasses, glasses, they Chanel (Oh, they Chanel)
Fuckin' that bitch from the back, snap her back like a chiropractor (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck that bitch then dip, bitch, it's now or never (It's now or never)

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, ha