FUK SUMN Pt. 2 lyrics

Lyrics from Arizona LP

[Intro: Criminal Manne & Kilo G]
Smokin' on a junt with my n*ggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your check, then we headed for the Indo
Smokin' on a junt with my n*ggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your check, then we headed for the Indo

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, ooh, right now
Shawty wanna f*ck on me, I told her, "Let's go now"
Dressed in all her fashion, she tryna show out
Miami, Bal Harbour, before I tote, uh, ah
I'm on the G6 brackin' sh*t with my pole, hah
All-black Brabus truck, lookin' like my soul just went out
All of my vibes is tens, gotta keep them close, they might jump out
We might go spin and spin, just clearin' that ho before we cool out
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Baby, don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
Baby, don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
We comin' down swervin'
This the real, not a version
Even Jesus ain't marry a virgin
No weapon formed against us will win

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
We comin' down swervin'
This the real, not a version
I don't care who you f*cked, you a virgin to me
You a perve and to me, baby perfect to me
Hold my coat, hold my drink
On my own, come with me
Shawty wanna f*ck on somethin'
f*ck on me, suck on me publicly
[Interlude: Travis Scott]
La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire
La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire (Fire)

[Verse 3: Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she feelin' herself, yeah, she feelin' on me (Yeah)
Only sign I can give you is that one plus two is three (Oh)
Blocked her number and that sh*t started with three-somethin'
Meetin' at the threesome, we 'bout to have a mean one
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now (Woo)
Brown skin, but you know I had her creamin'
Janet Jackson by the way I had her screamin'
She hit the group chat, say, "That n*gga had me fiendin'"

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
[Verse 4: Quavo]
sh*t, I'm tryna f*ck some right now, split this lil' G6 (sh*t)
sh*t, she said, "sl*t me out", she just wanna suck my di*k (sh*t)
sh*t, take a lil' pic with that bread, treat it like Sexyy Red (Skee-yee)
sh*t, throw that lil' sh*t back, show 'em you ain't scared (No)
f*ck her like a pornstar in the car (Skrr')
f*ck her on the jet, yeah, we takin' off (Yeah)
Uh, f*ck her in the club, on top of the bar (In the club)
Got her f*cked up in the head (Damn), the f*ck you thought?