fuckitup! (feat. pkmadeit)

I got a Glock on me, bitch, I ain't fighting Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing We'll pull up, bitch, we always about it Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing Gang gang, screaming"gang, gang" They gone play us, I swear it's gone bang L462, bitch, I'm screaming"it's love for my brothas" You know that that's never gone change Don't give a f*ck 'bout that beat Bitch, I'll creep down your street with that 30 on me I'mma blast it I was a young hitter coming up out the trenches I always kept me a ratchet F*ck the bullshit, and f*ck the talking You bitches be pussy, you not 'bout that action If I pull up, I'm blowing this bitch I want all the smoke and I want all that action F*ck it up Flipping them off while I'm ripping in the studio Ain't getting me to stop when I'm sippin' Don Julio And take you by your shirt, make you hurt Ain't it beautiful? Then send you on a round trip to Budapest A fool, yo, you gotta be to Step to me on a beat so wicked And when I stand there pulling out my dick, you better lick it I can't believe that the P wanna kick it A miracle we hopping on the beat, and that's the ticket It'll take a lot to get by me And that's why a faggot will never be 'side me I got the (for real) Drip like a tsunami And every line that I spit do define me But, you? You will never defy me Step up to me, you will never see kindly A step up from me is just something devine And to catch up to speed is a heavenly grind (Yeah, issa) Issa heavenly grind for sure A competitor's not a second of my time no more 'Cause if I let 'em in, it's evident that I am home So they should know I'm not to meddle with What I have shown is that My ability to get past is mental Even if it means I'm leaving a crack in your dental And I told 'em to get the f*ck out the way of my pencil I swear that y'all be looking for a reason to get sent to (honestly) Another place that is far from here And what was that? Say again? It's hard to hear I can barely even see any of y'all from here You best bet I'm never receiving a call from fear So, remember my name Remember KV be a part of the game (Yeah, yeah) Know that we aren't the same And know I stay calm when alarming the lames, yo I got a Glock on me, bitch, I ain't fighting Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing We'll pull up, bitch, we always about it Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing Gang gang, screaming"gang, gang" They gone play us, I swear it's gone bang L462, bitch, I'm screaming"it's love for my brothas" You know that that's never gone change Don't give a f*ck 'bout that beat Bitch, I'll creep down your street with that 30 on me I'mma blast it I was a young hitter coming up out the trenches I always kept me a ratchet F*ck the bullshit, and f*ck the talking You bitches be pussy, you not 'bout that action If I pull up, I'm blowing this bitch I want all the smoke and I want all that action F*ck it up Keep coming with it I ain't stopping until everyone is finished Out here shopping for features, 100 digits Discount time, cause everyone can get it You hear tons of crickets when you rap My beats bump the subs that sit in the back The trunk is stuffed with heat, just relax You must be dumb if you thinking I can snap Flow switch, oh shit, it's random Folks get so pissed, they throwin' a tantrum Note to go with, oh, this the anthem Think it's ghostwritten? No is the answer Groping for answers, you belong to the streets If you think it's funny or something when you ain't talking to me Because if"money or nothing" for you is all it can be Then when her friend is introduced, I knew it's all that I need Get onto your knees, nobody can hate on me It's the B-seven-shizzle to the H-O-P I parade on these, half of you can't stay on beat I get a feature but I pay no fee 'Cause I stay OG, you G-O away Typically it's a yes, but it's a no today 'Cause I know the way, and it's not with you I'm sick, and you motherfuckers is not immune I will barbeque all you others with soft tissue Any second, I'll demolish you I'm watching you struggling with drugs and narcotic use Continue? You do not refuse I can't rock with you, I ain't riding Know that I'm on fire, no way to describe it Cooling off a bit, you know I done tried it Tryna pull up on me? I won't like it, cause I got a Glock on me, bitch, I ain't fighting (B7shop!) Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing (woo) We'll pull up, bitch, we always about it Twitter fingers, I'm not with the typing Gang gang, screaming"gang, gang" They gone play us, I swear it's gone bang L462, bitch, I'm screaming"it's love for my brothas" You know that that's never gone change Don't give a f*ck 'bout that beat Bitch, I'll creep down your street with that 30 on me I'mma blast it I was a young hitter coming up out the trenches I always kept me a ratchet F*ck the bullshit, and f*ck the talking You bitches be pussy, you not 'bout that action If I pull up, I'm blowing this bitch I want all the smoke and I want all that action F*ck it up They gone hate 'cause we runnin' it up And my shawty stay in the cut I ain't from Milwaukee, but I stay ballin Really ballin, I stay with these bucks I keep a stick on me, iced up like hockey, that money my puck I tell my brothers that we're never broke again They try test me, I'll light this bitch up