"STATE OF EMERGENCY" lyrics

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas talking 'bout I flopped
The only time I flop is putting dick up in yo' thot, nigga
Niggas talkin' a lot
Talking I switched sides, I'm from Bompton treetop, nigga
Ya'll know I ain't sane
Be careful speaking on my name in vein, nigga
That's bold, that's brave
Matter fact, take off that watch and chain, nigga

I ain't never felt this before
I'm feelin' good, feelin' like when I'm in yo' ho
If it's up, okay, kick in the door
Kall 911 tryna deal with this smoke
I'm in the booth writing sentences
The homies locked in the boot with life sentences
Fuck a opp representative
Gotta watch what I say cuz niggas sensitive

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up

Blick in the cut tucked
What the fuck, what? Nigga, fuck luck
Got his soul snatched, got his ho fucked
Run a play on his ass, nigga, hut-hut
Aye, I had to buff up, double R the truck-truck
I'm on a cleanse, I ain't fucking on no slut-slut
Got it fucked upped, I'm with the Bloods, what?
I know Crips too, set a nigga up-up
Speaking on the West Coast, like we sweet, aye
Send a ho-ass-nigga to get some cheesecake
You get strep throat fucking with me, aye
Dick in yo' mouth, fuck what they talkin' 'bout these days
Do 'em dirty, no mercy
Knock a big nigga out, Tyson Fury
I'm tripping on shit in my thirties
He ain't a shooter, man, that nigga Steph Scury

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it
Niggas got it fucked up
Niggas got it fucked up

Niggas got it fucked up

Saying I lucked up, luck how?
What about them days I was fucked up? (Fucked up)
Days I was starving had no gut?
Shit cooled down, I wasn't hot I had no sluts (No sluts)
They like, "How his career glowed up?
That nigga can't rap and his flow, wack, wait, hold up" (Hold up)
Niggas be poppin' it so tough
Tlil I get up on 'em and black out and drop low nuts (Low)
He pussy, he a bitch, he a broad (Broad)
Nigga happy, he fucked my bitch, she a dog (Dog)
Pipe down, she finna send yo' addy tomorrow
Stop thinking with yo' dick, dick head, you's a fraud (Fraud)
Live by the code, I'm a G
Do 'em cold if we beef, leave 'em cold form this street, nigga
Gizzle trippin', he drunk off the OLD E
Totin' a 40 lowkey, nah, this the old me, nigga