21 Savage - F It Up lyrics

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21 Savage - F It Up lyrics

[Hook 2x: Reese] Got me a check on 'em Ballin' like emo Got wrist like a free throw f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em I'ma f** up the scene on 'em [Verse 1: Bricc Baby] [?] Let's count up some cheese on 'em I'm dabbin a freeze on 'em I'm dabbin a freeze on 'em I run up a check, you servin' them bricks I fly the b**h like a bud I'm loaded the bricks on the jet They takin' off [?] Ch, Check out the gold on my neck I'm feelin' I got it and flex These b**hes don't know what to expect I'm keepin' my foot on their neck I pull up in rari and flex k** him if he only check I am in that carbon the chance of a n***a turn out I'm not like the rest [Hook 2x: Reese] Got me a check on 'em Ballin' like emo Got wrist like a free throw f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em I'ma f** up the scene on 'em [Verse 2: 21 Savage] I f** up the scene Cracking my pants and I'm drinking on lean 12 hunnid' in it came with a benz 100 thousand I can't hold up my jeans f** up the scene, f** up the scene I pull up in a brand new foreign machine I call up the 60 they gon' get it crackin' b**h I'm slaughter gang, you know that I'm braggin' 200 thousand bands you know that I'm testin' Real stoner so I'm smokin' on waxin' Chopper on me makin' same like a breast You move quiet n***a call us a**a**ins I f**ed it up, I spend the pen on the jacket n***as snitchin' I pretend on the aston Street n***a fell in love with the cashin' I don't need a stylist, I'm havin' fashion [Hook 2x: Reese] Got me a check on 'em Ballin' like emo Got wrist like a free throw f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em f** up the scene on 'em I'ma f** up the scene on 'em