“Fucked Up” is a hard trap tune, about my experience with drugs. On the track in enlist the help of American artist Boi Mystery for the third time, and Leeds UK based artist Empra for the first.
[Intro]
Ela Rami
[Chorus: Lewxs]
Fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up (Fucked up, yeah)
Run up (Run), I'ma run up (I'ma run)
When I see the feds, I'ma runner (Skrrt, skrrt)
Psychedelic dreams
Thottie on her knees
Fucked up (Yeah), fucked up (Yeah)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up
[Verse 1: Boi Mystery]
Skittles make me pass it out
Maserati, gas it out
Driving crossed, I crashed it out
Brand new tires, she slashed 'em out
I’m astronomical, you see me fly up
You should just hand me the paper, I’m fried up
If they intelligent, they won’t defy us
Thots tryna slide but that never surprise us
Pink lemonade
Shorty be sipping and hitting, it’s great
I want the top, want it all on her face
I got a whole lot, it all on a tape
Want another explanation
I’m never tryna perplex you, baby
I know that girl on her best behavior
Rolling for days, I’ma text you later
Buss up, yeah I'ma just go and get drugged up
She wanna Juice and Ally
I'ma go get her make sure that she cuffed up
Shorty, she run up my bands, uh
Spend the summer, I’m in France, uh
Shorty got me me stuffed up, fucked up
Got me all up in a trance, yeah
[Chorus: Lewxs, Boi Mystery & Both]
Fucked up (Yeah), fucked up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up (Fucked up, yeah)
Run up (I'ma run up), I'ma run up (I'ma run up)
When I see the feds, I'ma runner (Pow, pow, pow)
Psychedelic dreams (Psychedelic dreams)
Thottie on her knees (Thottie on her knees)
Fucked up (Fucked up), fucked up (Fucked up)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up
[Verse 2: Lewxs]
Me without the drugs is like Lebron without the rings (Shoot)
Me without the drugs is like Quavo without the bling (Ice)
I just popped a purple pill and my jaw starts to swing (Pop it)
Waiting for the dealer call, just let the trapper ring (Woo)
Let the birds sing (Sing)
Yeah, it's 5am and I ain't been to sleep (5)
Texting on my Snapchat, asking who's to meet (Who)
But if nobody awake, I'll take another key (Yeah)
No, I can't love that bitch, I call her Billie Jean (Billie)
Yeah, I just bought a packet, put it in my jeans (White)
Smoking blunts with the gang and we sipping lean (Gang)
Yeah, I'm so high I feel like Charlie Sheen (Charlie)
[Chorus: Lewxs]
Fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up (Fucked up, yeah)
Run up (Run), I'ma run up (I'ma run)
When I see the feds, I'ma runner (Skrrt, skrrt)
Psychedelic dreams
Thottie on her knees
Fucked up (Yeah), fucked up (Yeah)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up
[Verse 3: Empra]
Give me that one, two (Ski)
Give me that one, two (Ski)
Come on, we making a move
Blacked out, ducking the blue
Ducking the blue (Skrrt)
So who can a thug make love to?
She sat in the back with fiends, yeah (Fiends)
Don't show ID, yeah (Nah)
Back of the V (V)
Litre of blood, I swap for the trees (Litre of blood)
Bad bitch, she under me
Popping all that she sees (Ski)
I hide a my piece in the Jeep (Ski)
I keep a bitch on her feet (Ski)
I got a bitch on her knees (Ski, ski, ski, ski)
Fucked up, promethazine
Had to pull up in a Rangey (Skrrt)
Nearly caught a case
But I left it on safety
[Chorus: Lewxs & Empra]
Fucked up, fucked up (Oh, oh)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up (Fucked up, yeah)
Run up (Run), I'ma run up (I'ma run)
When I see the feds, I'ma runner (Skrrt, skrrt)
Psychedelic dreams
Thottie on her knees
Fucked up (Yeah), fucked up (Yeah)
Yeah, you know the drugs got me fucked up