City Girls - Fu*k It Up lyrics

Hitmaka! Hol' up [YBN Nahmir] She bad but clumsy She want the bag and the money Like nice, no talkin' Pay the price when she walk in Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up [YBN Nahmir] Ayy, ayy I walked in hella fly, helicopter all on me I told the chick to back it up, I keep that chopper on me I got weed on me, I got purse on me Baby tell me what you drinkin'? Everything on me I ain' trippin' off them lil' ni**as way accross the room Boy I been gettin' it crackin', ni**a don't you see the wounds? I got about twenty five goons with me So tell me how the fu*k a ni**a gon' hit me? Ha (Right, ha) [YBN Nahmir] She bad but clumsy She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money) Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy) Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up [Yung Miami] I need a ni**a with the M, huh To match my drip, huh I just got a Bentley and a Benz, huh I make a rich ni**a taste it (Taste it) Make a bag [?], not Gucci 'cause they racist I fu*k with face down, ass up Baby 'till my cash up [?] make a ni**a stand up Put it in my guts, better fu*k it up (fu*k it up) They not catchin' that, let me step it up b*tch I'm rare, not basic Ass fat but it get fatter when I'm naked I wanna [?] When he wanna link, he send a ticket then a flew that (Period) [YBN Nahmir] She bad but clumsy She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money) Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy) Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up [Tyga] She gon' make ten grand, how she pop it on me I ain't James Harden but I keep the rocket on me (Bah) I be ballin' like chef, ni**as not in my league (No) How you get so bad? 'Cause your momma a freak Wanna be like daddy, she remind me of me When I lick it, so sweet, whip cream on your feet Drinkin' sex on the beach, got you wet on the skeet And your b*tch send me nudes, I can't wait 'till we meet I'm a nasty ass ni**a, gorilla Two b*tches twist on my dick like a Twizzler A ni**a like me stay hot through the Winter I told her we could link, hit me up after dinner [YBN Nahmir] She bad but clumsy She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money) Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy) Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up (fu*k it up) Ayy, she gon' fu*k it up, she gon' fu*k it up