DC The Don - GMFU lyrics

b**h you got me f**ed up Talking all that sh** but get your bucks up Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n***as lucked up Run up, chasing n***as down, you might get done up Funds up, talking out your neck retarded But b**h you got me f**ed up Talking all that sh** but get your bucks up Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n***as lucked up Run up, chasing n***as down, you might get done up Funds up, talking out your neck retarded Boy go get your bands up, pull my pants up Go to work, I might just blam you 'cause I can't stand you b**h stuck on me like some dandruff, bless you on camera You know I don't put my hands up, I'm taking banners And my broski got that Hi-Tech to hologram you I say shoot, that boy go ape sh**, he go bananas Call him Caesar with that drum stick, b**h put your hands up Or I'm gon' tell lil bro to activate, give you the hammer And I'm down to catch a body b**h, just copped extended clips Lay a n***a where his mouth run then dance like Bobby b**h (free Bobby) Milly rocking on your front yard, get popped, no mollies b**h (free Rowdy) Never got sh** on the twenty-fifth, I got some naughty b**h, ayy b**h you got me f**ed up Talking all that sh** but get your bucks up Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n***as lucked up Run up, chasing n***as down, you might get done up Funds up, talking out your neck retarded But b**h you got me f**ed up Talking all that sh** but get your bucks up Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n***as lucked up Run up, chasing n***as down, you might get done up Funds up, talking out your neck retarded