"Fck Shit Up (Intro)" lyrics
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah
Raw bitch and I'm reppin' for Miami (Rawest)
On the cover, know these hoes can't stand me (Eugh)
She got that face like when your card decline in the store, it ain't hard to tell these hoes doin' badly (Ew)
Brand-new Ricks, they ain't even 'em ship out to stores and these broke hoes still rockin' Lanvins (Ouch)
These hoes poor, they collateral damage
Too expensive, niggas can't manage (Nah)
'Rari truck, that's a shark on landin' (Skrrt)
Double-R, that's the Opera of the Phantom (Skrrt)
I remember growin' up in the projects
Now it's big stages, award shows, and cameras (I'm a star, bitch)
I'm the one that put the city on my back (I'm the one)
I'm the one that taught 'em get it, how to trick (I'm the one)
I'm the one that told these bitches what it was (I did)
True definition, ho, I got it out the mud (I did)
I ain't goin' back and forth with you hoes (At all)
Jealousy, some shit I can't control
'90s fine, you know Black don't crack
All the niggas with the money, where you at? (Where you at?)
Pussy dope, but the head game ether (Fire)
Mention Skyami without Caresha (Huh?)
That'll be you goin' against the grain (Huh?)
Bitch, I got the city in my name (Ho)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (Yeah, yeah, let's go, yeah)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (Uh)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here
We came to fuck shit up, we came to fuck shit up, that's right
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (What we doin'?)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (What we doin'?)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here
We came to fuck shit up, we came to fuck shit up, that's right
Known worldwide, I'm a first-name basis (Ho)
Bitch, I talk dollar sign language
Before I call a nigga mine, I'ma call a nigga bluff
I got too many Van Cleefs on me, I can't be cuffed (Nah, her)
Been her, before I hit the scene, I was eatin' hoes up
Face card hittin', I'ma need a close up (Yeah)
Hoes ain't seein' me, period (Literally)
I can make a straight bitch bi-curious
I'm sittin' up pretty, I'm pucci and I'm saditty
I'ma always keep it P, y'all hoes is silly
I don't fuck with rap niggas, how you rich and you stingy?
Niggas can't sway me, boy, your pockets slim jimmy
I'm runnin' up millis, you bitches still penny-pinchin'
On my off day, I can still turn a nigga on
Shittin' on these hoes, I know how to piss 'em off
In my mini Kelly bag, you can't get this in a mall (Nah)
It's M-I-A-M-I (Miami)
Ms. Spend His, don't spend mine (Uh-uh)
Classy, but a bitch still ghetto (Ratchet)
Like my niggas built, stacked like Legos (Stacked)
Hoes alfredo, bitch, I'm pesto (Eugh)
Bitch, I'm the mood board, did you get the memo?
Bitch, did you? (Ho)
Or nah?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah
Raw bitch and I'm reppin' for Miami (Rawest)
On the cover, know these hoes can't stand me (Eugh)
She got that face like when your card decline in the store, it ain't hard to tell these hoes doin' badly (Ew)
Brand-new Ricks, they ain't even 'em ship out to stores and these broke hoes still rockin' Lanvins (Ouch)
These hoes poor, they collateral damage
Too expensive, niggas can't manage (Nah)
'Rari truck, that's a shark on landin' (Skrrt)
Double-R, that's the Opera of the Phantom (Skrrt)
I remember growin' up in the projects
Now it's big stages, award shows, and cameras (I'm a star, bitch)
I'm the one that put the city on my back (I'm the one)
I'm the one that taught 'em get it, how to trick (I'm the one)
I'm the one that told these bitches what it was (I did)
True definition, ho, I got it out the mud (I did)
I ain't goin' back and forth with you hoes (At all)
Jealousy, some shit I can't control
'90s fine, you know Black don't crack
All the niggas with the money, where you at? (Where you at?)
Pussy dope, but the head game ether (Fire)
Mention Skyami without Caresha (Huh?)
That'll be you goin' against the grain (Huh?)
Bitch, I got the city in my name (Ho)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (Yeah, yeah, let's go, yeah)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (Uh)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here
We came to fuck shit up, we came to fuck shit up, that's right
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (What we doin'?)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here (What we doin'?)
All of my bitches in here, all of my bitches in here
We came to fuck shit up, we came to fuck shit up, that's right
Known worldwide, I'm a first-name basis (Ho)
Bitch, I talk dollar sign language
Before I call a nigga mine, I'ma call a nigga bluff
I got too many Van Cleefs on me, I can't be cuffed (Nah, her)
Been her, before I hit the scene, I was eatin' hoes up
Face card hittin', I'ma need a close up (Yeah)
Hoes ain't seein' me, period (Literally)
I can make a straight bitch bi-curious
I'm sittin' up pretty, I'm pucci and I'm saditty
I'ma always keep it P, y'all hoes is silly
I don't fuck with rap niggas, how you rich and you stingy?
Niggas can't sway me, boy, your pockets slim jimmy
I'm runnin' up millis, you bitches still penny-pinchin'
On my off day, I can still turn a nigga on
Shittin' on these hoes, I know how to piss 'em off
In my mini Kelly bag, you can't get this in a mall (Nah)
It's M-I-A-M-I (Miami)
Ms. Spend His, don't spend mine (Uh-uh)
Classy, but a bitch still ghetto (Ratchet)
Like my niggas built, stacked like Legos (Stacked)
Hoes alfredo, bitch, I'm pesto (Eugh)
Bitch, I'm the mood board, did you get the memo?
Bitch, did you? (Ho)
Or nah?
