Got Me Fucked Up

[Chorus]
Boy you-boy you got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?

[Verse 1]
Fuck these niggas really on?
I just need a milli on
Keep it organic, all you niggas made of silicon
'Bout to put my city on, fuck whoever hatin' on it
Xavy, baby, when you droppin', everybody waitin' on it
Tell them bitches, "Be cool," all them rappers see through
Oh, you workin' me, too, why the fuck, I need you?
Everybody, think they know the game, man, it's funny
Fuck your Lil' change, nigga, you a lame with some money
I ain't laughin', I ain't playin', I ain't fakin' for nobody
I ain't even there if I can't get no paper with nobody
I don't kick it, make 'em buy a ticket just so they can see it
She a buster, let that goofy cuff her, that's our Lil' secret
If I ain't the greatest that you’ll ever see around here
There's somebody who identical to me around here
Boy, you pitiful, the pinnacle of G around here
Lookin' unfamiliar, but I really be around here

[Chorus]
Boy you-boy you got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up

[Verse 2]
People talkin' crazy like I fear 'em, I don’t hear 'em
Mixin' Henny with the Rémy, that's the serum, let me clear 'em
Set the record straight, 'fore you speak to me, you need to meditate
Blowin' on that pack to make a heavy nigga levitate
Fuck the fame, nigga, double chain like I'm Tity Boi
Wish a nigga would try to play me like a pretty boy
Heard shorty creepin', probably thinkin' I don't know it, though
Livin' like a savage, let 'em tell it, I'm a poet, though
You be on BS, I be on TV
You ain't ever heard, ask your sister for the CD
Sorry for the French, hella hoes on my oui, oui
You be there on Instagram and I be there in 3D
All I do is talk, then the owner write a check for me
All you do is talk, Lil' niggas at your neck for me
Legend in my hood, like that nigga too short
All you squares in the box like a fuckin' Newport

[Chorus]
Boy you-boy you got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck pays you, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up
Better run it back and back again
Who the fuck you talkin' to, and what the fuck you think it is?
Got me fucked up