Shad Da God - f** This sh** Up lyrics

[Intro: Bankroll Fresh] We gon' f** this b**h up We gon' f** this b**h up Gang deep n***a [Hook: Bankroll Fresh] Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gon' f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gone f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up [Verse 1: Peewee Roscoe] South beach riding on the scooter Hard right up off and hard right noodle Chains on me like Rick Da Ruler Yo b**h face time I just mute her Spent a dub thats the usual You rap n***as sounding too music I'm trappin' gettin' off the mover This sh** ugly we still movin' em Super gas or low grade Got two spots got four Ks Two shows them b**hes both paid Got two hoes they going both ways All work off no days Going to get the Wraith new dealer plates Set it on fours, motherf** the bailiff Coming up Cascade roller skatin' My stash spot my motivation I'mma get the Rollie, loaded just dated p**y a** n***as keep hatin' We gon' pull up on that a** be patient What I mean this sh** built for racing Theres a waiting list and n***as still waitin' Black Chrome Hearts, with the steel case And I'm swaggin' hard, ? [Hook: Bankroll Fresh] Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gon' f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gone f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up [Verse 2: TI] Trap sh**, I'm talking AKs and bout eighty k in my mattress Ha I got pure yay make dope fiends do backflips On ? Hill, make crack flip I mix cakes like datpiff None of the mixtapes n***a keep up Quarter mill for just that whip Hundred fifty for them three trucks Every time you see us we got a hundred on us, thats each bruh We split pies no pizzas, in the G5 with my feet up Prolly coming from where a n***a wanna go Just doing sh** you never done before Tell her run and go get hundred more Or shut the f** up n***a what you frontin for I'm trill, we the Bankroll mob, no cash in the bag, no deal Still, catch me in the bando With the smith and wesson with trap on the handle The number scratched out, you n***as just talk You finna see a n***a letting off press off [Hook: Bankroll Fresh] Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gon' f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gone f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up [Verse 3: Shad da god] (god) Hold up, half around my bankroll Get some top like Kangol Lock the key to the front door I serve them through the window (Extendo Serving) You saw me in the rental and I still ain't stop I was loaded with indo' (I still can't stop) Oh, I had the blower, you can see it b**h my sh** extendo AP and sick bracelets on the same arm I'm doin' too much (I'm doin' too much) Bankroll Mafia in this sh** we gon' f** this sh** up (f** it up) All this juugin' we done did we gon' f** this sh** up Take this money go feed somebody we don't givin' no f**s Poppin' sh** all in a vevo You got your hood pa** revoked Don't mean to get on my ego I got flame on the east coast Too much game in the vert like free dope Sippin' on Act no rico Smokin' on blunts on peacoat [Hook: Bankroll Fresh] Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gon' f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up Call up my n***as, we gone f** this b**h up I'm gon' call up them choppers, we gone f** this b**h up And I got Street Money, we gon' f** this sh** up We gon' f** this sh** up, we gon' f** this sh** up