Lyrics

I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my cup Like this is too much My goons are wit me they tough Back up or get the fuck up Who rolling the dutch Fuck it I'm rolling a dub Some of my homies are with me you know that they drunk I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my blunt? (Whoo) A bunch of my hitters are wit me so dare you to knuck if you buck Cause we'll tear this bitch up 40s or better surrounding my niggas so y'all better duck Don't push on your luck On liquor I'm ignorant a little bit different when puffing a blunt You got me fucked up Bet if I aim at a socket and pop it I'm pulling a plug (Whoa) You haters must think you can take on a nigga you probably on drugs (Whoa) Like really how can you see me and you niggas don't know where I was (Whoa) It's best that you try to keep peace cause you don't want to see me off bud (Oh don't do it) Cause I'm wilding out worser than OJ I'm not wearing gloves I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my cup Like this is too much My goons are wit me they tough Back up or get the fuck up Who rolling the dutch Fuck it I'm rolling a dub Some of my homies are with me you know that they drunk I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my blunt? (Whoo) Bitch I am never defeated. Better get that shit in blood Or niggas getting drugged Doing these niggas dirty since they wanna get it out the mud Like here go a slug Walking around with the cannon just loaded like I'm Elmer Fudd Far from a thug But when it's beef like an amateur barber I'm fucking it up (Whoa) A couple of shots of the Henny and guarantee I'm going dumb (Whoa) They say that your face is an instrument so I beat it like a drum (Whoa) My hittas are hungry for beef and I promise they not leaving crumbs So if you walk up on me then I hope that you know how to run (Go) I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my cup Like this is too much My goons are wit me they tough Back up or get the fuck up Who rolling the dutch Fuck it I'm rolling a dub Some of my homies are with me you know that they drunk I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my blunt? (Whoo) If I'm on liquor then I'm fucking everything up that I touch Like this is a grudge Call me the prosecutor cause the gun that I got is a judge That shit a clutch Though it got kick on it that shit put holes in ya that you can't plug Gimme a nudge Nigga I'm spazzing on everyone moving like y'all better budge (Whoa) This is the hunger games if you're an enemy you getting plucked My suggestion better keep that shit wax if you niggas ain't buff (Yea I'm mean) Like what's the point in talking greasy when you not that tough (Shit like at all) I roll with niggas that don't give a damn like I don't give a fuck (Dot) I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my cup Like this is too much My goons are wit me they tough Back up or get the fuck up Who rolling the dutch Fuck it I'm rolling a dub Some of my homies are with me you know that they drunk I am about to turn up What the fuck is in my blunt? (Whoo)
Writer(s): Leon Hinton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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