Cornell Da G - Fuck It Up Lyrics

F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread
New whip New Bitch
Man it's all priceless
Old bitch see a new bitch
And try to fight this
Haters in the club
See a player's neck shining
Everyday I'm on the block
Baby out here grinding
Nigga if you try me boy
You wasting all your timing
I'm a send them bullets to your
Face leave you reclining
Shawty relax sipping on some
Fine wining
Take your girl out to dinner
Call it wine and dining
Sticking Dick off in her belly
Touching on her spinal
Run a marathon
Baby you just made the finals
Not from ATL
But Atlanta I reside though
Home of the Falcons and
The Braves hoes with deep throat
Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up
Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up
In the strip club throwing money like my mind gone
Just left the trap with my migos stacking pesos
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread
Sew wew crip gang boy they all with me
Running from the feds
Man them haters trying to get me
Shitting on em all like my name is mr trendy
Channel 2 channel 5 nigga watch it with me
Hustling ain't dead
It's a new brand that I'm on
Independent money ringing on a nigga cellphone
Call it on the border taco bell with relations
Took my girl out to Cancun for vacation
Keep em free basing
Bags I keep chasing
Patience never waiting
Manifestation
Blue faces boy I got to have them
By briefcases
No face no case
Memories erase this
She got a lace front
Man I'm tryna unlace it
Pure cocaine
Girl you know you want to taste it
12 on the outskirt niggaz out here snitching
Caught a couple cases water whipping in the kitchen
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga getting to the Bread
Catch her in the club nigga getting to the bread