"Hung It Up" lyrics

[YFG FATSO:]
I woulda hung it up
I woulda hung it up

Once ashes fall and blood spill, the trench goin' up
You used to be fucked up in yo' head, Lil Go you grown up
You still fucked up, you just control it, nine hold it up
You fuck with them bitch niggas, I heard, you know they nothin' else

Made yo' own problems, get more worse, fuckin' yo money up
This bitch bite a chunk out uncle Earl, niggas gettin' tummy tucked
You kept goin' hard to dutt yo' name you shoulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up
Made yo' own problems, get more worse, fuckin' yo money up
This bitch bite a chunk out uncle Earl, niggas gettin' tummy tucked
You kept goin' hard to dutt yo' name you shoulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up

I woulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up
I woulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up

(Officers is on me)
(Didn't know it'll take that many L's to kill the old me)
(You fucked up and you told me)
(I ain't been there more than 2-3 years I'm out they whole reach)
(Heard they throw parties on the sand out the whole beach)
She think I'm off xans that's the old me
Everytime I come around, go in, I make them hoes leave
Can't speak 'bout no war wit' kids, 'cause we been huntin' the whole week
Put percs back in my hand, once again that shit slowed me
Look at our time tickin'
I don't got time go be wit' him, I chase my own digits
You mad these hoes tell me they love me, I'm handsome I get it
I pop these pills on Monday, pop up Sunday, I went missin'
And that's the whole difference

Look at our time tickin'
I don't got time go be wit' him, I chase my own digits
You mad these hoes tell me they love me, I'm handsome I get it
I pop these pills on Monday, pop up Sunday, I went missin'
And that's the whole difference

[YFG GENO:]
Cut her loose if she don't listen
She know I'm a bold nigga
I be wit' some soul snatchers
Real wolves, cold killers
Tellin' D calm down, but he around, DD see it, go get it
Nah I on't be around, hate how it sound, but I see what it's givin'
(I felt the cold breeze)
(Started movin' slow and I noticed that the room started spinnin')
(Give opinions on my life, like they know me)
(That's why I had to go, hope you know I ain't bein' rude wit' the distance)

[YFG FATSO:]
Once ashes fall and blood spill, the trench goin' up
You used to be fucked up in yo' head, Lil Go you grown up
You still fucked up, you just control it, nine hold it up
You fuck with them bitch niggas, I heard, you know they nothin' else

Made yo' own problems, get more worse, fuckin' yo money up
This bitch bite a chunk out uncle Earl, niggas gettin' tummy tucked
You kept goin' hard to dutt yo' name you shoulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up
Made yo' own problems, get more worse, fuckin' yo money up
This bitch bite a chunk out uncle Earl, niggas gettin' tummy tucked
You kept goin' hard to dutt yo' name you shoulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up

I woulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up
I woulda hung it up
Can't no bitch treat me on my cellphone, I woulda hung it up