Storm Isekai - FUXXED UP++

You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)

Couldn't be me (yeah)
Couldn't be me (yeah)
I be the one with the chains on
I just iced out my ring (yeah)
I be the one with the shade on
When I come to the scene (yeah)
I be the one that your bae wants
I'm the man of her dreams (okay)
Margiela on on my jeans
Yeah I'm a designer lil fiend
Yeah I be in East Atlanta
Where the whole hood
Serving crack to the fiends
Backwoods gotta keep me the scale
Gotta whole pound
For these new Russian Creams
Back in my town
We don't play about the green
If you fuck around
We gone let it all sing

(Silencer)
Seven Six Two
Burn you down like a dragon
He ain't even know what happened
Glock Seventeen and it's covered in Fashion
We be ready for action
Break a bitch down
Like play off of Madden
Should have knew I was passing
I told the hoe give me brain in the middle of traffic
That lil bitch started spazzing

You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me
Fucked up (yeah, yeah)
You got me

Written by:
Kenneth Oneil

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