Kid Ink - F It Up (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Reese] Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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: Kid Ink] (Get it) You know how this sh** goin' so hard man we f** up the scene, easy work n***a I ball everyday, and you only inside of the club on the first Throwin' money all over the floor, 'cause my n***as came from the third Life is a b**h, but I know I can f** if she flirt Just somethin' 'bout her, know that she down and she tuckin' my work Tuggin' my shirt, I might k** that sh** it's in the back of the horde Been all 'round the world but I feel like the king when I'm back in my city Livin' a dream homie, pockets so heavy, I'm leanin' like sh** [Chorus: Reese] Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 Crack in my pants and I'm drinkin' on lean Bought a .40 and it came with a bean Twenty 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 sixties, they gon' get it crackin' b**h I'm Slaughter gang, you know that I'm brackin' Twenty thousand bags, you know that I'm taxin' Real stoner, so I'm smokin' on wax Chopper on me, make it sing like the Braxtons We move quit, n***a call us a**a**ins I f**ed it up, I spent a pen on my jacket n***as snitchin', I put ten on a Aston Street n***a, fell in love with the cashin' I don't need a stylist, I'm havin' fashion Twenty-one [Chorus: Reese] Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 3: Bricc Baby] Balmon, the jeans on 'em 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 from LAX 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 own me check I am in that carbon the chance of a n***a turn out I'm not like the rest [Chorus: Reese] Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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 Got me a check on 'em, ballin' like chemo Got wrists 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