Yvng Trula - Fuck E'm Up

Yeah,what
What she say?
(welove you Trula)
Yeah
Designer on my feet I promise I step in that fashion
Y'all fuck with drugs, Well music is my passion
Copped a check then copped a chain y'all fucking with this rap shit
It's only up from here yall gone fuck with this new shit
Bad bitch throwing ass I told her to get down
She put it on me passed the test so she get bussed down
If you ever had her and I took her okay cool
I'll give her back when I'm done and you gone be all cool
AP on my wrist hoe shinning like a light
Feel like Hendrix sipping on this dirty sprite
Fuck ah gun run the ones hit em with a right
Had that nigga sleep did that nigga like I'm Mike
Ran the views got the bag up this shit getting easy
Played the role like a Actor they gone have to see me
Diamonds give em seizures you not fucking with these VVS
Yo hoe loving dick cause a young nigga on TV
Called her twice she answered once I'm like" What you on"
Man she mad at a nigga cause he dissed her in his song
She dropped the pants i'm in mode she turned a nigga on
She did her thing then we fucked yes we fucked to my song
She big mad it's all bad I'm lost in my thoughts
Fuck that bitch that's just me and my intrusive thoughts
How the fuck you rich yo lil dumbass shop at Ross
Yo ass employed while I'm sitting as a boss
Fuck the clout fuck the fame a nigga just want happiness
Imma keep grinding till I'm rich we not done with this
Why you attend to piss me off on that stupid shit
Candle only burn cause of me on that lit shit
She trynna ghost a nigga man that hoe on some bitch shit
My dick is like a drug I got these hoes all addicted
Made a couple songs I got that bag man it came quick
Gotta say I have props you know the feds listening
Bitch, wegone fuck e'm up
Bitch, wegone fuck e'm up
Bitch, wegone fuck e'm up
Yeah, wegone fuck e'm up

Written by:
Reginald Stringer

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