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$uicideboy$
F**k Ups
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F**k Ups was released on December 25, 2025 by G59 Records as a part of the album THY WILL BE DONE
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
$uicideboy$
$uicideboy$
Performer
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Rap
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, tell me what you know 'bout me
Young cracker with the all gold teeth
I would tell y'all how I really feel, but it would just get hit with the **** (Northside)
I was ten years old with the heat
Dead eyes, got cold from the grief
Call me Northside Wet Lil Yachty, the way I'll die for the crete (Northside)
Where I'm from, yeah, the sun don't rise in the east
I'm a hybrid of beasts
Been done it all, even got high with a priest, too high at the least
Just kill 'em, I ain't got no time for the beef, Gen 5 intervene
Motherfuck police, I vibe with the fiends
Too live like a stream, *59 the regime
[Chorus]
Yeah, aye, came up with them fuck ups
Yeah, aye, so I can't help but fuck up
Yeah, aye, came up with them fuck ups
Yeah, hold up, we tell 'em shut the fuck up
[Verse 2]
Smoking 'em back to back, until I can't feel no pain no more
Kicking they door from the back, making 'em lay it down on the floor
My tolerance high on the dope, but I got no patience for a ho
Point me a tone right there to the dome, make that bitch blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Young S to the C to the A to the R to the E to the C to the R to the O to the W
Smoking that sack till my eyes roll back, system down, issues they can't troubleshoot
Black mask, gold teeth, yelling, "Who dat?"
Wanted fame, so we put him on the news app
If you pull it out, boy, better shoot that
Turn a opp into merch, lemme SKU that
[Verse 3]
Broke the scale, we smoking on Dave Blunts
Sipping syrup till my face numb
Chewing fent, this that laced gum
Red beam here like a ray gun
Money in the walls like Nagin
Goddamn, call me BP the way I'm spilling that oil
Yeah, big stepper, I'm taking their souls like Dr. Scholls
Yeah, surgeon with the blade, so I stay on call
Up in New Orleans, put the 3 on my back, young wet Chris Paul
Fuck around and break my jaw before I ever go talk to the laws
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I'm just tryna' dodge all my flaws, my whole life in camouflage
$uicide, I'll take the charge, GREY*59 the entourage
Codeine colored cayenne, but I wrapped the Macan satin mauve
Praise the Lord with applause, the demons pissed I left they cause
Out the fog, I'ma rawdog all this life shit
Swerve in a 'Vette, yeah, I'm flirting with death so I don't have to feel like life's bitch
Range Rover '96, run me over type shit
6 years sober in October, no leftover crisis
[Verse 5]
It's a young man's dream to wanna die
Living life high, while I was flicking off the sky
Born a rebel, now I'll settle for a little peace and quiet
This life usually admired, but I'm tired of life not being private
[Verse 6]
Opps on my radar, I'ma pray for 'em
Lord, have mercy on their soul
For all my dogs, I'ma catch stray for 'em
Share the food out of my bowl
Still pack the tool, and it's still loaded, I'm devoted to the GREY
Until the grave, rotten and bloated, sugarcoat all of my pain
A life so sweet I didn't know it, so I smile with tooth decay
Don't try to floss, you could get scraped, take, take no loss in any state
Yeah, I just came to swang and drag my tank across every lane
Scraping up the interstate, Tobasco sauce, I'm hittin' stains
[Chorus]
Yeah, aye, came up with them fuck ups
Yeah, aye, so I can't help but fuck up
Yeah, aye, came up with them fuck ups
Yeah, hold up, we tell 'em shut the fuck up
[Outro]
I will always rep the 7th ward, collecting all seven rewards (Seven)
Seven warriors, seven dented swords
Unsheathe my blade and scream, "En guard! *59 captain on board"
Former junkie coming at you live from the junkyard
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux Jr.

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