GTFU lyrics

[Intro: C-Trox]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

[Chorus: C-Trox]
Call my homie on the phone, he's like "What up?"
You know what I'm tryna do, I wanna turn up
Then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
But I'm not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f*ck up

[Verse 1: C-Trox]
Get your blackout, go stupid
Been thinking about boozing, yeah
Don't photo shirt, no chill
I think I'm gon' lose him, yeah
Double shot of the vodka, yeah
Need a drumstick, boy, I got 'em, yeah
Open your crib, I'm a problem
Overly confident thinking I'm awesome, yeah
What you don't know, I'm a po-po at the table, I'm like Steph Curry
Splash bros all night until I'm not able, my vision's too blurry
Man, I might be too lit, yeah, I might be too lit, I'm too lit again
While we work out this and do this again
I pass out in the pool and wake up in my friends
Two girls want a threesome, you can count me in, yeah
Text more, said "Come through," but that's for my friends, yeah
I know you're just learning, bruh
You sat on Snapchat, I was turning up
Next time I see you, I'm gon' say "What's up?"
But that b*tch one pumps, so pay it up
[Chorus: C-Trox]
Call my homie on the phone, he's like "What up?"
You know what I'm tryna do, I wanna turn up
Then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
But I'm not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f*ck up

[Post-Chorus: C-Trox]
Yeah, get the f*ck up
Yeah, so get the f*ck up
Yeah, so get the f*ck up
'Cause I'm not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f*ck up

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Step up in this b*tch, it's about to get lit
Walk in the party, which room will I hit?
Turned up in this b*tch like an on light switch
Can't miss, too lit, sign my name on her tits
Oh my, he's fly
Baby, I go by the name Lil Skies
Step in the building with all my guys
Don't drink a lot but I do stay fly
Now she drinkin' Bacardi, actin' so naughty
Look at how she movin' her body
My b*tch still look like a Barbie, twerkin' retard-y
She be turnin' up the party
Me, I ja-ball like Jabari
I stay for one night, then I leave like, "I'm sorry"
I do not care about these hoes, I sell mommies
I rather go out with my bros then get body, yeah
b*tch, we be having fun
Drunk in the club, I do what I want
Shawty don't front, your friends wanna f*ck
And we gon' pull up, just hop in the trunk
Got some white girls, they love doin' drugs
Make a phone call like, "Where is the plug?"
Don't hit my phone, my cover is up
I pulled up outside like, "Get the f*ck up"
[Chorus: C-Trox]
Call my homie on the phone, he's like "What up?"
You know what I'm tryna do, I wanna turn up
Then he told me he been smoking, they just rolled up
But I'm not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f*ck up

[Post-Chorus: C-Trox]
Yeah, get the f*ck up
Yeah, so get the f*ck up
Yeah, so get the f*ck up
'Cause I'm not in the mood to sit and chill so get the f*ck up