J Diesel - f**ed Up lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef] Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up Pull up in that Porsche truck Shootin' up a bunch of stuff Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up Pistols go buah, buah; buah, buah; buah, buah Pull up in that Bimmer truck Make a scary scene for ya Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Got me f**ed up, wait, wait Y'all say what? Bang, bang Remember when I used to slang 'caine Riding through the ops playing hangman (aye) Chopper go glang, glang (aye) My wrist go bling, bling (aye) f** a b**h like bang, bang Then I'm back on my thingy thing (aye) What's up with all these mini me's? (aye) Like my momma had plenty me (aye) Say you rolling, well you ain't a G (aye) I heard you're rolling with enemies Come through like bang, bang, hit up your brain Rob yo' a** like give us your chain (aye) It ain't my n***a we robbing, it was a stain (aye) Me and my n***as we mobbing, give us a lane Thought when we got Obama it would give us a change [Hook: Chief Keef] [Verse 2: Ballout] Y'all got me f**ed up Kush got me high as f** Leaning off this double cup Don't make me come and find ya We pulling up in Porsche trucks Bimmer trucks, and sports trucks I'm Glo Gang we'll afford tree I pull up in a 4-3 Hop up out the whip that b**h is tryna give me orgies Uno white we pour trees I be too busy riding Forgi's I know we Glo Gang girl but we don't f** with no G's Probably in the trap or probably swerving from the police About 3 pounds getting high off that OG Out in Cali run the whole city low-key I'm everywhere, if I'm ducking anybody I'm ducking the police Y'all n***as know me Y'all got me f**ed up [Hook: Chief Keef] [Verse 3: Tadoe] Y'all got me f**ed Boy you done f**ed up Caught your man lacking at the store, I done lucked up Another body, pulled off flexing Bentley trucks n***a f** 'em all he ops trynna sneak shots in like the paparazzi Y'all got me f**ed up (aye) Too many racks on me you ain't got enough (aye) Try to take it buah, buah (aye) Run up on me I'm a leave your dumb a** stuffed Goofy got me f**ed up (aye) Ran up on me got his a** f**ed up (aye) When them call me go nuts Pop your mans, pop your homie, leave you f**ed [Outro: Chief Keef] Y'all got me f**ed up, f**ed up, f**ed up