You Got Me

Yah yah Oh! Mmm You got me Me got you you (You You) You got me up in morning night full of stuntin' You got me triggered off frontin' You got my stress up, my dress up, then wrestled You got me nestled You got me, you got me You got me coppin' more smoke Poppin' out more, make sure I still got it like that You got me low from the go Always no show, don't know why I bother with that Cause them backyard niggas Say gechi baby (Call me right now) Nigga got me blocking blessings I swear baby boy don't do her like that We going through a patch now But still holdin' on the fabrics I know, its over Backed out Don't even get a text now I know I've been thrown out You got me cakin' Smiling no reason Up late at night with the reef and the 'quila Said you is a villain Smitten with Fleck Calling me Harley Man, I'm Mrs. Quinn You got me Me got you, you You got me Me got you, you You got me You got me you You got me you You got me you, baby He got me wrapped around pointer He Curry I'm ya ring wit da flex, woah He got me driving out Mileage not Louis to "exing Still don't play with the chick I'm nice till i'm tested I come off aggressive I ain't gonna tame it Aha! is da spirit A Blood hound bark but aint bleeding for me Mean he talk good talk But feenin' for G I'm an erratic classic Bombastic fly jigga Ight!, Mhm! Mean i'm violate Inna burg Birkin Bag Should've known You would was juvenile Ya you tried it Broke the law He Clyde it Really could indict ya Devil you's a liar Mans a scrub! Put him in a dump-truck Ain't no being love struck Pretty, and the one bruh And you got me fucked up You got me you Me got you, you Fucked Up! You got me you Me got you, you Fucked Up! You got me You got me you You got me you You got me you Baby (Fucked up babe)