stuck - fukkyahweh lyrics
[chorus : g3armatic]
(yeah)
pop an adderall and i’m stuck
bad b*tch wanna f*ck
i put but bean d*ck in her gut
i put a lil n*gga in his place
why you yap n*gga like you jace!
why you yap n*gga take a break
i do not f*ck with n*ggas they be fake
i can not f*ck with n*ggas they be odd
i can not f*ck with n*ggas that’s on god
you cannot be me, you a fraud
i’m with the birds rockin jason todd
i’m wit a bad b*tch from the 6
you is an average, you a b*tch
i break a bad b*tch like a twix
i need my dough, b*tch need my fix
[verse 1 : paragroup]
i need my dough, b*tch need my fix
i get my bread b*tch like i’m rich
huh, talk on the gang lil bro get popped in yo sh*t
i get my bag
i get my bag up
she wanna come back lil hoe you [?]
[?]
gun with a beam but i’m cracked up, yeah
money spread, stole that sh*t, where your racks go, yeah
[?]
i don’t respond to her texts, oh yuh
she think i’m feelin, i ain’t feelin her
she a lil baddie, she got a nice body but i really just want a hug, yeah
[chorus : g3armatic]
(yeah)
pop an adderall and i’m stuck
bad b*tch wanna f*ck
i put but bean d*ck in her gut
i put a lil n*gga in his place
why you yap n*gga like you jace!
why you yap n*gga take a break
i do not f*ck with n*ggas they be fake
i can not f*ck with n*ggas they be odd
i can not f*ck with n*ggas that’s on god
you cannot be me, you a fraud
i’m with the birds rockin jason todd
i’m wit a bad b*tch from the 6
you is an average, you a b*tch
i break a bad b*tch like a twix
i need my dough, b*tch need my fix
[verse 2 : f*kkyahweh]
i got a bad b*tch from the 6
choppa not average
fists gon make a n*gga split
got a bad white b*tch doin crack in my whip
p*p*put the the 4 on the dash and we dip
too worried bout racks, ain’t got time for no b*tch
n*gga i see 12, still smoke that spliff
bad b*tch, she f*ck with the kid
b*brand new drank we ain’t sippin on tris
feel like sharin the addy i split with yo sis
i got a bad b*tch from the 6
choppa not average
fists gon make a n*gga split
got a bad white b*tch doin crack in my whip
p*p*put the the 4 on the dash and we dip
too worried bout racks, ain’t got time for no b*tch
n*gga i see 12, still smoke that spliff
bad b*tch, she f*ck with the kid
b*brand new drank we ain’t sippin on tris
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