$hut Up!!! lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Produced by Young Chop]

[Chorus: Trinidad James & (Travis Scott)]
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
AHHHHHHHHHH
But you don't hear me though
Skinny young n*gga in the cameo
Doin' beer runs at the liquor store
AHHHHHHHHHH
Let me in this b*tch
Hit the back door, I'm feelin' it
Fresher than a motherf*cker, killin' it
Have a little taste of the Black Ace
Lean with the Sprite, turn a little grape
When I'm on the screen with the double O theme
Live a dream with this beam, momma did a scene
Better duck, better duck when a n*gga buck
Shooters at your house, 'bout to light it up
Haven't seen the last n*ggas in about a month
Kickin' down your door, don't give a f*ck
Bounce in this b*tch, bounce like you've been to the N.O
Hookah flavors got these n*ggas turned into b*tches, lil' hoes
And the hood n*ggas are them to watch
Run up the block, grabbin' that heat from the rocks
And your party like boom!, don't care what your party like boom!
And then we gon' burn the roof

[Chorus: Trinidad James & (Travis Scott)]
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
[Verse 2: Trinidad James]
I said f*ck it, I went in n*gga, and I lost it
I said f*ck it, I went in n*gga, and I bought it
Security let me through before I act a fool, pus*y
Security let me through before I act a fool
Don't pat me down, n*gga, I might Pacquiao a n*gga
I say don't even laugh when I'm passin' y'all n*ggas
I say pull out the strap, and blast for y'all n*ggas
I say pull out the strap, and blast for your face
I'm a flashy young n*gga, I be flexin' on n*ggas
I say your b*tch, she showed me them titties
Her n*gga in the crowd, he say he don’t like us
I say aww sh*t, that n*gga 'bout to fight

[Chorus: Trinidad James & (Travis Scott)]
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I'm rollin' weed straight off this b*tch, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(f*ckin' 'round with that ether)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(A hundred shots to the head, n*gga)
We gon' f*ck this b*tch up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
(I wouldn't f*ck with that, n*gga)
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