f*ck It Up For The G lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh sh*t, Roger made this one?)
(Cozzy made this motherf*cker slap)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, this little ho gon' f*ck it up for the Gz
The Gz in this BnB can't come if you ain't a freak, ayy
Twenty one hoes in this b*tch, which one for me?
The choosing fee twenty one, I'm tryna G
Which one of y'all pay n*ggas?
Check some cheese out the b*tch that ain't sippin'
I got some money out that b*tch, Jz I ain't lick her
Pushed up on her, got her number, I'ma contact her
She said I got a n*gga, I got a b*tch, that do not matter
If the 3z pulled up to the G, I got 'em looking like the [?]
She always look like that, I told her I'm in slow-mo
I'll make you set that n*gga up you f*cking with before I go, bro
My sneaky link messy, got me dropping skeezy in my photos, I'm too slimy
That b*tch gon' throw that sh*t on you like we food fightin'
Came home, came Johnny Dang, these ain't your dude diamonds
Pushed up on twins like I need both of you, 'cause it's too hard to tell you who finer

[Verse]
Jonfident, I can knock any b*tch I lay my eyes on
Don't stress if a b*tch fag on you, just go find more
Can't name a time I ever cuffed a b*tch, I ain't 5-0
She gave me twenty one bands and thought she did somethin'
Told her that was light, ho
Told her don't play with the cheese or I'm gon' park that b*tch load she gon' need Geico
Yanked at my diamonds, got to hittin' like a light show
Don't think that I don't got your b*tch, 'cause I might though
[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, this little ho gon' f*ck it up for the Gz
The Gz in this BnB can't come if you ain't a freak, ayy
Twenty one hoes in this b*tch, which one for me?
The choosing fee twenty one, I'm tryna G
Which one of y'all pay n*ggas?
Check some cheese out the b*tch that ain't sippin'
I got some money out that b*tch, Jz I ain't lick her
Pushed up on her, got her number, I'ma contact her
She said I got a n*gga, I got a b*tch, that do not matter
If the 3z pulled up to the G, I got 'em looking like the [?]
She always look like that, I told her I'm in slow-mo
I'll make you set that n*gga up you f*cking with before I go, bro
My sneaky link messy, got me dropping skeezy in my photos, I'm too slimy
That b*tch gon' throw that sh*t on you like we food fightin'
Came home, came Johnny Dang, these ain't your dude diamonds
Pushed up on twins like I need both of you, 'cause it's too hard to tell you who finer