[Chorus]
Wanna fix up, yeah, wanna buy you all the purses, baby only when I fix up
Go on a island, when I'm rich, yeah, told baby pick up, yeah
I been feelin' alone, only want you in my zone
Babe, pick up the phone
Had to drop it leave you alone I can't explain it, yeah
Lately I been feeling like I'm getting all attached, and I don't want to face it, yeah
Been had my heart broke, I cannot fake it, yeah
Baby arch it when I fuck you, hit it from the back and make a nigga taste it, 'cause
[Post-Chorus]
Fuckin' these hoes ain't workin', lil brown bag the Birkin
I been takin' you serious, run it right back, who the fuck you cursin'?
These hoes they be twerkin', I'on give a fuck 'bout the cost
She think I'm a dog, and I think that i might give it all
[Verse 1]
I got dog ways I'mma give up
Got these hoes on me, tryna lick up, pull up with a blicky nigga sticked up
I be wildin', gotta big up, I be tired of the mix up
See the guap, big bank, might just put my heart in the tank
Big ol' 40. aim it right at your face, yeah told her just be careful
Hit her right back, don't care, these niggas be talkin' I swear I don't fear 'em
Who that boy who feel him I been feeling upset
It's more than little crushes, and it's more than little blushes
Oh, got new bands in my coupe, my brother go in, he gon' shoot
Who the fuck don't care, who is you?
Why these niggas on dick more than you, you know the shit that I do
I swear I'm in love with you, big bloody, got red in the coupe
[Chorus]
Wanna fix up, yeah, wanna buy you all the purses, baby only when I fix up
Go on a island, when I'm rich, yeah, told baby pick up, yeah
I been feelin' alone, only want you in my zone
Babe, pick up the phone
Had to drop it leave you alone I can't explain it, yeah
Lately I been feeling like I'm getting all attached, and I don't want to face it, yeah
Been had my heart broke, I cannot fake it, yeah
Baby arch it when I fuck you, hit it from the back and make a nigga taste it, 'cause
[Post-Chorus]
Fuckin' these hoes ain't workin', lil brown bag the Birkin
I been takin' you serious, run it right back, who the fuck you cursin'?
These hoes they be twerkin', I'on give a fuck 'bout the cost
She think I'm a dog, and I think I might give it all
[Verse 2]
Can do better, fuck up again I'mma dead her
Why you talkin' like he do you better, I shoot up that nigga got whole lotta metals
I'm stuck in my bag for real, I won't let her, know that I'm for real, I don't tell her
Designer bags, I'mma get 'em, and she climbing back, I won't let her
Bitch I'm a Virgo, only want you in my circle
I paid 25 hunnid the jean jacket, if we talkin' 'bout singles, I hurt those
Let me show you for real what it's worth though, it don't mean nothing to me, I'ma say what I'm feelin'
Is it worth though? I don't want no distraction, I swear it's a curse
Oh, you got it, I swear to god you poppin', I do whatever I want cause I'm poppin'
I do whatever I want 'cause I got it
Ex-shawty trippin', 'cause she didn't call it, wanna be switching, and wanna be trifling
Don't give a fuck, I dont tolerate lying, I got a tiger, the heart of a lion
[Chorus]
Wanna fix up, yeah, wanna buy you all the purses, baby only when I fix up
Go on a island, when I'm rich, yeah, told baby pick up, yeah
I been feelin' alone, only want you in my zone
Babe, pick up the phone
Had to drop it leave you alone I can't explain it, yeah
Lately I been feeling like I'm getting all attached, and I don't want to face it, yeah
Been had my heart broke, I cannot fake it, yeah
Baby arch it when I fuck you, hit it from the back and make a nigga taste it, 'cause
[Post-Chorus]
Fuckin' these hoes ain't workin', lil brown bag the Birkin
I been takin' you serious, gotta run back, who the fuck you cursin'?
These hoes they be twerkin', I'on give a fuck 'bout the cost
She think I'm a dog, and I think I might give it all
FIX UP was written by Yung Tago & Yung Lando & Justin Rarri.
FIX UP was produced by Yung Lando & Yung Tago.
Justin Rarri released FIX UP on Fri Oct 25 2019.