FUKT UP

Keep Goin' Uh! I got bitches wanna f*ck I got bitches, keep 'em tucked, (?) got it F*ck around La Marina roof Bender double round I might break the roof Smoke a pound I might reek of reefa Thinking 'bout money, God damn it I might bring the loaf I need some weed like I need a jacket, I need some toes like I need a hatchet Cut your toes, get you left for nothing, Mister On-The-Road now it's neck for neck Big dial on the roll, bringin' cocaine inside of the club, crazy Keep style on a hoe, never go lazy I'm fried on the hoe Finna have a motherfuckin' bite on a boat, we finna have a motherfuckin' fight on the go You wait on me, it's time-a-to go, I'm scared of myself, uh, Fight-of-the-Club Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up How could you do this to me? How could I do this to myself, myself, myself No, I should've never left you in my life, uh-uh No, I should've never opened up the gate, uh-uh That's why I should've never fucked around and found out Why you should've never held me in my place That's why I keep it tucked, that's why I got a hundred thousand bitches wanna f*ck Yeah, I keep a club turnin' up, I keep on coming up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up You my bestie for the night, you my bestie for the day You my bestie for the night, you my bestie for the day Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Put it on me, let's get fucked up Fucked up, let's get fucked up, let's get fucked up, let's get fucked up, let's get fucked up, let's get fucked