Fuck It Up (feat. TWXN & Erks)

Lost my keys lost my wallet. Lost my motherfuckin' cellphone Ha Yeah Yeah My rap it ain't no cap in it I might have to leave this bitch quick so I back in it Gucci bag I got the the strap in it You said your mama raised a hoe well baby girl put your back in it Do it in a split That ain't shit Lemme see if you can do it on the dick You know I'm too legit I got 99 problems not a issue with a bitch You know my money straight You wanna f*ck a rich nigga put that pussy in my face I ain't going on no dates Get your shit together cuz your Uber on the way It's on the way bitch I'm in the club hell no I ain't sober You, you and yo friend lemme see ya You already know Yeah your mama raised a stripper and your granny raised a ho She gone f*ck me off the strength and imma f*ck her on the floor Beat that pussy from behind while I'm blowing out the smoke Then go call the bitch a Uber cuz you already know You can't stay here bitch Cuz you only wanna sleep here cuz they say I'm rich If yo boyfriend kick the door he better lay me down Cuz on my mama this ain't bout to be no Terry Brown But I digress Roll a blunt then suck my dick While I'm thumbin' through a check Film it for your OnlyFans and we gone put it on the net Call your thick home girl and watch me put her on her neck. That's for respect That's for respect Naw, that's for that check bitch Aye man you got one rolled up Talk to me nice Keep one lit and one comin' Lil bitch trippin' I stay on her throat found out I been hitting her cousin Now that y'all know shit, tell her come over and we can finish the discussion Ain't nothing to talk about really I just tryna see if we fucking Fire one up kick back Keep one on the tuck, make them lil niggas duck Gone tell lil buddy relax Let him know he ain't fucking with that I got double the straps Put one in his cap Got his lil bitch lit, running for snacks Might send him a clip when I nut on her back then she make a run with the pack Now back to bringing it in Hit a ole thing now we thingin' again Pull out my mic now she singing again Slid through the ming with her friend I hit both of em, dip and ain't talk to them bitches again Bruh I just chill and get money Aint gotta do much, if they feel it keep reelin' em in