Waka Flocka Flame - Fell lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up I be with a different s*ut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for d** Then I fell off in the club with a couple guns Then I fell out with my plug, he wasn't keeping up Stack one-hundred's, hit the rug, let the trust fund Fall for b**h, banking on one's [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Big bank, all hundred's, p**y n***a no one's Pocket scale, real n***as and a f**ing handgun I'm from Clayton County, we bring shooters n***a, we don't run Come through with it from them baggie's, now we selling big bumps Assault rifle, two-two-three, we chop you down sponsored links No diss hoes and re-tweets, just bodies found In and out of town, local joker a** n***a In the club popping Spade's by the twenty n***a Smoking loud n***a, popping molly's n***a Your dog just went state, not mine n***a But not mine n***as We live by the code, ? n***a [Hook] I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up I be with a different s*ut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for d** Then I fell off in the club with a couple guns Then I fell out with my plug, he wasn't keeping up Stack one-hundred's, hit the rug, let the trust fund Fall for b**h, banking on one's [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Man I fell out with my girl, man I fell out with that b**h Get the hell out of this house ho, gon' and pack your sh** Man I fell out with the plug and I fell out with my home boy Ain't lose sleep about it, tricked out my Jeep about it If I get ten n***a bricks tonight, then I hear people 'bout it Fell out off them ? , hopped out two-twenty, I'm smoking chronic Pouring big tonic, Gucci Two Time's so dropped two Ferrari's My life is a mini movie, everyday's a video n***a is you kidding me? Cause Gucci Mane got baby choppers Fall out with my baby mama if she said she ain't f**ing with Waka Versace shades I see you n***a, I got on these baller gla**es Chicken long way, all my pockets, all my hoes come pour some shotta's [Hook] I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up I be with a different s*ut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for d** Then I fell off in the club with a couple guns Then I fell out with my plug, he wasn't keeping up Stack one-hundred's, hit the rug, let the trust fund Fall for b**h, banking on one's [Verse 3: Young Thug] Got them big ol' clips, inside of them little guns No Nelly, got bands on the Air Force, no one's I'm silly, I got xan', worked hard, my car Just made it, to me, where I come from ain't far For you to see a rich, I'm a geek and a monster She wanna ? , guns up, she got hunger No no I could never beat her up, on my mama But she got more red bottom's, then the number one stunna' And that's Baby, I would love to help you start a candy lady My ? , now f** old ladies And I nut right in them b**hes, and have her oh so baby And also baby [Hook] I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up I be with a different s*ut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for d** Then I fell off in the club with a couple guns Then I fell out with my plug, he wasn't keeping up Stack one-hundred's, hit the rug, let the trust fund Fall for b**h, banking on one's