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got me fucked up - xavy rusan lyrics

[chorus]
boy you*boy you got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck pays you, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck pays you, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, and what the f*ck you think it is?
[verse 1]
f*ck these n*ggas really on?
i just need a milli on
keep it organic, all you n*ggas made of silicon
’bout to put my city on, f*ck whoever hatin’ on it
xavy, baby, when you droppin’, everybody waitin’ on it
tell them b*tches, “be cool,” all them rappers see through
oh, you workin’ me, too, why the f*ck, i need you?
everybody, think they know the game, man, it’s funny
f*ck your lil’ change, n*gga, you a lame with some money
i ain’t laughin’, i ain’t playin’, i ain’t fakin’ for n0body
i ain’t even there if i can’t get no paper with n0body
i don’t kick it, make ’em buy a ticket just so they can see it
she a buster, let that goofy cuff her, that’s our lil’ secret
if i ain’t the greatest that you’ll ever see around here
there’s somebody who identical to me around here
boy, you pitiful, the pinnacle of gee around here
lookin’ unfamiliar, but i really be around here

[chorus]
boy you*boy you got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck pays you, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck pays you, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
better run it back and back again
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, and what the f*ck you think it is?
got me f*cked up
[verse 2]
people talkin’ crazy like i fear ’em, i don’t hear ’em
mixin’ henny with the rémy, that’s the serum, let me clear ’em
set the record straight, ‘fore you speak to me, you need to meditate
blowin’ on that pack to make a heavy n*gga levitate
f*ck the fame, n*gga, double chain like i’m tity boi
wish a n*gga would try to play me like a pretty boy
heard shorty creepin’, probably thinkin’ i don’t know it, though
livin’ like a savage, let ’em tell it, i’m a poet, though
you be on bs, i be on tv
you ain’t ever heard, ask your sister for the cd
sorry for the french, h*lla hoes on my oui, oui
you be there on instagram and i be there in 3d
all i do is talk, then the owner write a check for me
all you do is talk, lil’ n*ggas at your neck for me
legend in my hood, like that n*gga too short
all you squares in the box like a f*ckin’ newport

- xavy rusan lyrics

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