The Real Fed Up (feat. Jr007)

Put them on you like a Rottweiler

I get the work without a co-signer

And I'm the plug cuz I been providing

Baby I'm fasho stylin,

And we could slide or put some money on his head broski how you wanna go about it?

Mufucka ain't got no bodies,

Hit his block we catching 4 bodies

And then come back we need more bodies

Up the pipe cuz it ain't no fighting,

Bust the glock see I want more violence

They be talking but do no sliding (HOOK)

I go on dates inside of hot cars,

Fucking on a hot broad,

It be early morning she gon eat me like a pop tart,

And all we want is more violence

All you hear is more sirens

We gon get up on em we ain't shooting from the 3 line.

Yeah them **** be starving but I got em fed up

He just hating cuz I took his bitch and wet the bed up

I been sipping Hennessy but looking for some red rum

I put a x up in my remy now it got me sped up

Bitch my glock be racial profiling

Have it go and fetch a soul for me just like a Rottweiler

And baby I be flier than United I need no stylist

This the real fed up **** how u wanna go about it

Up the pipe cuz it ain't no fighting,

Hit his block and then go right

We catch somebody then it's showtime

How you come outside with no pipe?

You must not give a fuck bout your life

Cuz if we catch you we gon take it

And that lil bitch you been fucking she just gave me your location

Why you acting like your name ain't on papers?

He wrote statements

Hit his homie all angles, broad day we gon face him

We done slept in hallways, and I was trapping out that basement

We hit your hood and make it shake

Only person with a custom Maserati ima make it drop the rakes

I be flying down the K

I do the dash I'm in a SRT8

Ain't no way that ima stop it for the Jakes

... Bitch