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FWU(fuck Wit Us) Video (MV)




Performed By: Stax Diego
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: De'Metrius Byrd




Stax Diego - FWU(fuck Wit Us) Lyrics




Sauce it up, Sauce it up
Me and lil goon in this bitch making lemonade
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Went from being broke down on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past
If ya not first then ya last (First then ya last)
Robo cop my waist, if u test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters equipped with dem mask
Let's Go
These niggas can't f*ck wit us, I hop out a wraith, smelling like a safe
Stay in yo place, no it ain't safe, if I i pull it I'm aiming at face
My niggas wit me, no face, got the ak's and they spray em like mace
I need taste, I wana be great, so my pockets got fat Ricky Lake (That's fat)
I went from d boy to a sixteen
It's in me not on me, the f*ck do you mean
My uncle got popped, he got caught wit 15
Now I stay taking addy's I drop it lean (I do)
D league hit me up say she want on my team
If she ain't got the fee then she living a dream (Uh uh)
My dick is some meth for the d she a fiend
I fade away like my name was Hakeem
Dropping Perkys all in my pressure, white hoes at the house call me Hue Hefner
Don't got to sneeze but people say bless ya
Leave in jag pull up in tesla
Catchn' play like randy mossy
Just wana go fast thinking Ricky Bobby
Lil shun body beats other niggas jus copy
Rocky Balboa tracks, but I'm not Rocky
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (I'm gone)
Robo cop my waist, Lord, if you test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters got mask
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us
You niggas can't f*ck with us... (Uh uh)
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (Let's go)
Ya girl wana drill me (Wanna drill me)
But these niggas don't feel me
People send shots to my door tryin' kill me
Keep that forty, three clips, yea that glizzy(Gun sound)
My niggas got drums look like Mickey
Fingers so sticky from breaking down icky
I Bought her Loui, and she wanted Gucci
She started spazn man that hoe so picky (What the f*ck)
Riding drop top in the winter
Went and bought a chain, when I could of bought a sprinter (I did)
Ya dude so lame he riding twenties and spinners
Stay kicking shit, ninja turtles, I'm splinter
Head shots like a go pro, My roof disappear when I say go go (Go go gadget)
Gadget the coupe do magic, Can't waste my time wit no hoe that's ratchet (Uh uh)
Keep a white chic she look plastic
The track right here It's gone be a classic
Fresh to death I should be In caskets
Always green when I aim for baskets (I do)
These niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
These niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
This Cuban i got cost ya mortgage, and my wrist is surround by princess cuts
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (I'm gone)
Robo cop my waist, Lord, if you test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters got mask
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us
You niggas can't f*ck with us... (Uh uh)
Went from being broke on my ass (Ass)
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last
If ya not first then ya last
I stay blowing on gas
Stay smokin' on gas
If ya not first then ya last
If ya not first then ya last
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Sauce it up, Sauce it up
Me and lil goon in this bitch making lemonade
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Went from being broke down on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past
If ya not first then ya last (First then ya last)
Robo cop my waist, if u test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters equipped with dem mask
Let's Go
These niggas can't f*ck wit us, I hop out a wraith, smelling like a safe
Stay in yo place, no it ain't safe, if I i pull it I'm aiming at face
My niggas wit me, no face, got the ak's and they spray em like mace
I need taste, I wana be great, so my pockets got fat Ricky Lake (That's fat)
I went from d boy to a sixteen
It's in me not on me, the f*ck do you mean
My uncle got popped, he got caught wit 15
Now I stay taking addy's I drop it lean (I do)
D league hit me up say she want on my team
If she ain't got the fee then she living a dream (Uh uh)
My dick is some meth for the d she a fiend
I fade away like my name was Hakeem
Dropping Perkys all in my pressure, white hoes at the house call me Hue Hefner
Don't got to sneeze but people say bless ya
Leave in jag pull up in tesla
Catchn' play like randy mossy
Just wana go fast thinking Ricky Bobby
Lil shun body beats other niggas jus copy
Rocky Balboa tracks, but I'm not Rocky
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (I'm gone)
Robo cop my waist, Lord, if you test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters got mask
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us
You niggas can't f*ck with us... (Uh uh)
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (Let's go)
Ya girl wana drill me (Wanna drill me)
But these niggas don't feel me
People send shots to my door tryin' kill me
Keep that forty, three clips, yea that glizzy(Gun sound)
My niggas got drums look like Mickey
Fingers so sticky from breaking down icky
I Bought her Loui, and she wanted Gucci
She started spazn man that hoe so picky (What the f*ck)
Riding drop top in the winter
Went and bought a chain, when I could of bought a sprinter (I did)
Ya dude so lame he riding twenties and spinners
Stay kicking shit, ninja turtles, I'm splinter
Head shots like a go pro, My roof disappear when I say go go (Go go gadget)
Gadget the coupe do magic, Can't waste my time wit no hoe that's ratchet (Uh uh)
Keep a white chic she look plastic
The track right here It's gone be a classic
Fresh to death I should be In caskets
Always green when I aim for baskets (I do)
These niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
These niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
This Cuban i got cost ya mortgage, and my wrist is surround by princess cuts
Went from being broke on my ass
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last (I'm gone)
Robo cop my waist, Lord, if you test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters got mask
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us (Uh uh)
You niggas can't f*ck with us
You niggas can't f*ck with us... (Uh uh)
Went from being broke on my ass (Ass)
Now I stay blowing on gas (Gas)
Didn't think about me in the past (Past)
If ya not first then ya last
If ya not first then ya last
I stay blowing on gas
Stay smokin' on gas
If ya not first then ya last
If ya not first then ya last
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Writer: De'Metrius Byrd
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