f#ck it up
f#ck it up
New flows, f#ck it up, got a new bag, I’ma run it up [Yeah, yeah
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up [Uh
New flows, f#ck it up, got a new bag, I’ma run it up [I got the bags
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up [Yeah, yeah]
I rock Givenchy all on my body, get a new bag like I am a Saudi
I keep a one, I keep a two, call me Travis, I’m the highest in the room
I keep some reds, I keep some blues, no hesitation for me to go shoot
I got the bags, I got the loot, people lookin’ at me like there’s nothin’ to do
I am the running man [Yeah, yeah
Can’t understand me, I ramble, uh, y’all understand me, no mumble, uh
I keep a bag, no fumble, uh, you f#ck with me, then we rumble, uh
We’ll do it as long as I don’t tumble [We’ll do it as long as I don’t tumble, yeah
Only Benjamin’s, no fifties, choppa slice you up, no machete
Finna serve you up like spaghetti, got a bag on me full of ‘guetties, people sing this sh#t with Touretties
People want to see who’s next, Lil Lex got the checks, I’ma flex
New bag on me, only talk about the racks, stack it on top now we talk about the stacks [Yeah]
New flows [New flows], f#ck it up [f#ck it up], got a new bag, I’ma run it up [Lil’ Diiz’
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up [Phew-whew
New flows [New flows], f#ck it up [What the f#ck?], got a new bag, I’ma run it up [New bag
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up [Fah-fah-fah]
New ho’s, f#ck ‘em up, f#ckin’ on her too long, now it’s time to move on [Yeah
I copped me a bag and I keep the tool on, they on that hater sh#t when I drop some new songs [What?
Huh, gat finna paint it all red, yo’ mama still off the meds [Phew-whew
We done left stains in her bed, ooh! Yeah, she give some good head [This that sloppy
I might be f#ckin’ on a broad, then I f#ck on another, I ain’t fallin’ off
And that’s word to my mother, a youngin’ on top with all of my brothers, no joke, no cap [No cap!
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up [Brr], got a new broad, I’ma f#ck her up [f#ck
Got some new racks, run a hunnid up, got some new opps, they ain’t runnin’ up, woo!
I flashed her my dick, now she bitin’ her lip, she wanna ride it and she moan for the tip [Yeah!
That’s some nice puh’, she got gorilla grip, give her my tool, got a strap on her hip [Fah-fah
This watch like, “tick-tick,” yes, it doin’ flips, I don’t got me slaves, but I got me a whip [Huh
You better run quick ‘cause a youngin’ don’t slip, you better run quick, make sure you don’t trip [No, I don’t
She thought she was slick when she slipped her a nip, I gave her the dick and you know I done dipped [Whew
Rub on her cl#t, yeah, she love that sh#t, pass her the stick, hol’ up, it got kick [Grr!
Watch for your b#tch, ‘cause, no, she ain’t sh#t, watch for your b#tch, her p#ss# I hit [Hit
Watch for your b#tch, ‘cause she want the blick, watch on your b#tch, put watch on her wrist [Tick
Put watch on her wrist so she know the time [Yeah], that girl ain’t yours ‘cause now she is mine [Mine
But I might move on ‘cause these broads way too fine, now is my time and the stars are aligned [Yeah
Text her tonight so she think it’s a sign, I only love broads that are divine [Divine
She gon’ be dyin’ if she start lyin’, she gon’ be cryin’ ‘cause I’ma keep lyin’, ha-ha!
New flows, f#ck it up, got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
New flows, f#ck it up, got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a f#ck, I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
Now I know what’s up
Now I know what’s up
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