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F**k (feat. Luh Bread)
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F**k (feat. Luh Bread) was released on July 17, 2026 by Cutting Up as a part of the album Dropped From The Label - EP
ReleasedJuly 17, 2026
LabelCutting Up
LanguageEnglish
BPM148
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I'm mad as shit, can't lie Screamin' out, fuck 12, they took my fye
Zip in my pocket, sweatin' bullets To the judge, Ill tell a lie
Fuck, can't do shit but blame myself And I can't een, lie, I'm dumb smaaaack
12 just took my 19 ain't catch a charge Since I was 19, fuck
I don't believe in karma but it's my karma For all the times I bucked detained a ****
Prayin' they don't search me or look in the trunk Thankin' God that I got off
Cause if I didn't, my ass was gon' run
I'm with smack in smacked out whips,with a hundred Plus if you play, you dumb
Took that risk and made it home You stayed at home, you think you tough
Seen blue lights and stuff, the bag, they want my ass But I ain't going
And if I catch a case, I pray to Baba and I get it gone
Get em in and get em gone, I said that in my last song
These **** fakin' but we upping' Don't get caught up on them corners
I just pray I beat the opponents, I just pray I see more money, I just pray
I make it out the hood and show you **** somethin on my momma
Broke-ass hoe ain't getting no money Broke-ass **** thinkin' shit funny
150 shots, got 50 in my Glock, slap on a button
Legend like big and poc, got plenty guap
A mit, take out a oven, the type to fuck a bitch
With pistol in my hand, ain't goin' for nothin
Addonis daddy out the window, I make **** get low
Duck and run for cover, shots at the ground, so don't een try to limbo
Fuck over my lil' cousin, long live' auntie
I beef with my kin folk and lil' bread he a lock
Told me buy choppin', I responded, 10-4
He responded, okay, so I bought back like four plays
Swang them bitches four ways, how I trap ain't playin', no game
It's respect with my name, them **** play, then we bang
I'm out the window with pain, I made them bitches see flames
Swang them bitches four ways, then come and cop a four way
Or, you can get some doce, we got our hands on all things
Brodie, got a stoley, rockin' polo, this feel like the old days
My momma keep on askin' why I beat the road up, I got road
12 just took my 19, aint catch a charge since I was 19, fuck
I don't believe in karma, but it's my karma
For all the times I bucked detained a ****
Prayin' they don't search me, or look in the trunk
Thankin' God that I got off, cause if I didn't, my ass was gon' run
I'm mad as shit, can't lie, screamin' out fuck 12
They took my fye, zip in my pocket, sweatin' bullets
To the judge, I'll tell a, lie, fuck
Can't do shit but blame myself, and I can't een lie I'm
Dumb smack
12 just took my 19, ain't catch a charge since I was 19, fuck
I don't believe in karma, but it's my karma
For all the times I bucked detained a ****
Prayin' they don't search me, or look in the trunk
Thankin' God that I got off, cause if I did, my ass gon' rain
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck three
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck three three three
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Written by: Jaylen Young
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