CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : FED UP!
(Awoo)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
I keep Glicks, ho, I tote the pole just like a hockey stick
Talkin' sh*t, see that I'm a punk and now they jockin' it, copyin'
Pull up on his block and now his body stiff
Talk again, you gettin' erased just like a floppy disk
I pull up on you and I'm shooting like PUBG
Whole team chase you down like it's rugby
Fry that boy up like I'm from Kentucky
He think he dressed, he still rocking Stussy
Cigarette burns on my skin, they leak pus
See me at my show, she itching to f**k
You can have your b*t*h, I'm finishing up
Nascar you crazy, you sickening, ayy
You think you hard, but you just in the way
Shorty suck my d**k like it was a vape
Lately, I ain't feeling mentally sane
Nine inch nail into your face
I'm in hell, I can't escape
Cocaine smell like fish fillet
She slob on my sh*t like I'm Juicy J
All y'all rappers suck, I'm paving the way
Fed up, no FedEx, uh-uh-uh, f**k her, double S, uh-uh-uh
See he wearing vest, uh, so I'm shooting out his legs, uh-uh-uh
Swear to God, there's demons in my head, I am possessed, uh-uh-uh
Your b*t*h is a heathen, she in my bed gettin' undressed, uh-uh-uh
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
I keep Glicks, ho, I tote the pole just like a hockey stick
Talkin' sh*t, see that I'm a punk and now they jockin' it, copyin'
Pull up on his block and now his body stiff
Talk again, you gettin' erased just like a floppy disk
I pull up on you and I'm shooting like PUBG
Whole team chase you down like it's rugby
Fry that boy up like I'm from Kentucky
He think he dressed, he still rocking Stussy
Cigarette burns on my skin, they leak pus
See me at my show, she itching to f**k
You can have your b*t*h, I'm finishing up
Nascar you crazy, you sickening, ayy
You think you hard, but you just in the way
Shorty suck my d**k like it was a vape
Lately, I ain't feeling mentally sane
Nine inch nail into your face
I'm in hell, I can't escape
Cocaine smell like fish fillet
She slob on my sh*t like I'm Juicy J
All y'all rappers suck, I'm paving the way
Fed up, no FedEx, uh-uh-uh, f**k her, double S, uh-uh-uh
See he wearing vest, uh, so I'm shooting out his legs, uh-uh-uh
Swear to God, there's demons in my head, I am possessed, uh-uh-uh
Your b*t*h is a heathen, she in my bed gettin' undressed, uh-uh-uh
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
Agh, ho, I'm fed up (Yuh)
I had enough of this sh*t, you will get swept up (B*t*h)
I put the .5 to his head, he getting edged up (Woah, yeah)
Lil' b*t*h, I don't f**k with rats, I'm Master Shredder (Ayy)
