Letra de Fed Up
Yo, turn that shit up a lil' more, you heard?
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EBK, I—
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EBK, I—
I keep my—
And I’m fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin’, no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck ’em, we flockin’ together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like, and I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remembеr days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On a week)
And my kindness, don’t take it for wеak' (Don't do that shit)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin’ for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my shit on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Let the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)
Ridin' sturdy, still screamin', "Free Flocky"
Innocent, just police be on yak (Gang, gang)
Fuck it, I still move around with my Glock
Tryna catch an opp and put him in a box
One up top, no click-clack
Pussy, what you know 'bout get back?
See a opp, no chit chat
I done had enough of this cap
I catch somethin' slippin', I'ma score
Face shot, leave spaghetti on the floor
Last nigga, he got nevermind
Couple more shots, would've been a dime
Know I'll be the greatest in some time
Niggas like me just be hard to find
Fuck around, that shit get gooey, slime
Brand new pack, I roll my dough
Forty cal', that blow a nigga mind
Twenty-one with a heart of a lion
Know they see me on top, they be sighin'
I can't find peace, it's too much of us dyin'
Why I never strayin' from my guys?
Still ain't make it out, that shit be cap
Rich and famous, niggas want me dead
I am not, lil' dummy, he a pack
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)
Grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Ayo, free the fuckin' guys 'til I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, nigga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flockin' for JayRipK, nigga
Ballin' for JB, nigga
Big DOA, nigga
Mr. Wipe-A-Nigga-Nose-If-It's-Runny, nigga
And I’m fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin’, no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck ’em, we flockin’ together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like, and I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remembеr days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On a week)
And my kindness, don’t take it for wеak' (Don't do that shit)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin’ for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my shit on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Let the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)
Ridin' sturdy, still screamin', "Free Flocky"
Innocent, just police be on yak (Gang, gang)
Fuck it, I still move around with my Glock
Tryna catch an opp and put him in a box
One up top, no click-clack
Pussy, what you know 'bout get back?
See a opp, no chit chat
I done had enough of this cap
I catch somethin' slippin', I'ma score
Face shot, leave spaghetti on the floor
Last nigga, he got nevermind
Couple more shots, would've been a dime
Know I'll be the greatest in some time
Niggas like me just be hard to find
Fuck around, that shit get gooey, slime
Brand new pack, I roll my dough
Forty cal', that blow a nigga mind
Twenty-one with a heart of a lion
Know they see me on top, they be sighin'
I can't find peace, it's too much of us dyin'
Why I never strayin' from my guys?
Still ain't make it out, that shit be cap
Rich and famous, niggas want me dead
I am not, lil' dummy, he a pack
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow, like)
Grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Ayo, free the fuckin' guys 'til I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, nigga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flockin' for JayRipK, nigga
Ballin' for JB, nigga
Big DOA, nigga
Mr. Wipe-A-Nigga-Nose-If-It's-Runny, nigga
