f*ckING UP FREESTYLE lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff
Uh (Uh), uh (Uh)
f*ck, b*tch
It's 4X (4X)
b*tch, I'm rich (Rich Youngin)
b*tch, I'm rich
Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment (Uh)
f*ck a n*gga
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
I don't run from my problems, I run it up
Got that lil' advance, I f*cked it up (Cash)
They slide in advance, if you f*ck with us (Skrrt)
I'm stuck in my ways, my ho say I’m f*ckin' up (I'm f*ckin' up)
Off the Perc' and she love when I f*ck her (Thot thot)
I just blew her back in, I'm fin' go get another (Uh)
Goin' out sad 'bout some ass, boy, you f*ckin' up
Tryna go get a bag then go double up, ooh (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
I f*ck it up, these lil' n*ggas know that it's up with me (It's up)
And it's stuck, get touched when it come me
On gang, every n*gga that diss me be duckin' me (f*ck)
f*ck 'em, I go get them racks still (Racks)
My brother still gettin' them packs shipped (Trap)
My lil' n*gga still robbin' 'em, Batman
The 4 behind me like my ad-libs (4X)
I could throw a Perc' back like an Advil (Uh)
My lil' n*gga spin, ferris wheel (Brr, brr)
Get up close, split his sh*t, banana peel (Come here)
Off in that cat, it's a done deal (Skrrt)
He wanna make it, but hatin' he never will
Ain't lookin' for me, b*tch, I’m everywhere (Uh-huh)
Dissin' me in them songs, I never cared
I know a n*gga got caught and he tucked his tail (On gang)
b*tch, I'm rich (Rich), I pay your mans for the hit
You wan' hear a diss? b*tch, here come a Blick (Get 'em outta here)
Glock 19 on my hip with a di*k, we tight like Lilo and Stitch
n*gga get fried like fish, GoFundMe when my n*ggas slide with them sticks (Brra)
I'm goin' Baby, I'ma up off the rip
b*tch, I'm rich and I'm still in the mix
[Chorus]
I don't run from my problems, I run it up (Uh, uh)
Got that lil' advance, I f*cked it up (I f*cked it up)
They slide in advance, if you f*ck with us (Skrrt)
I'm stuck in my ways, my ho say I'm f*ckin' up (I'm f*ckin' up)
Off the Perc' and she love when I f*ck her (Thot thot)
I just blew her back in, I'm fin' go get another (Uh)
Goin' out sad 'bout some ass, boy, you f*ckin' up
Tryna go get a bag then go double up, ooh (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2]
I'm f*ckin' up, uh
She love when I'm f*ckin' her
I get a bag, go f*ck it up
At the mall, oh, I bought some guns or somethin'
A band or two will get your brother plucked
Your funds low, get your money up
b*tch, I'm rich, who want war with us?
Nobody, catch a opp, he claim he grew up with us

[Outro]
Ha (4X, uh, uh)
Yeah, I signed, huh, I still slide
I come hit your, fa, fa
No 9-to-5