Chief Keef - Fucked Up lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
What a fuck!
Bitch, what a fuck
Got me fucked up, got me fucked up!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hook:
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pull up in that boss truck, shooting up, I can’t stop!
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pistols go pac-pac, pac-pac, pac-pac
Pull up in that beamer track, make us scared to sing for ya
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Got me fucked up, wait, wait!
yall say what? Bang, bang!
Man, when I used to slain cane
Riding through the opps playing hangman.my choppa go blang blang
.. my wrist go bling, bling,
Hey, fuck a bitch like bang-bang.
Then I’m back to my thingie thing, hey, hey!
What’s up with all these minimies, hey?
Like my momma had plenty me, hey!
You say you rolling where your energy, hey, hey!
I heard you’re rolling with enemies!
Come to my bang-bang, hit up your brain
Rob your ass like give us your chain
And my niggas we’re robbing, it was a stain
Me and my niggas, we’re mobbing, give us a lane
But we don’t wanna get Obama day, here is the change
Hook:
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pull up in that boss truck, shooting up, I can’t stop!
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pistols go pac-pac, pac-pac, pac-pac
Pull up in that beamer track, make us scared to sing for ya
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up,
Kush got me high as fuck
Leaning on this double cup,
Don’t make me come and find you!
We’re pulling out the Porsche trucks
Beamer trucks and sports trucks
I’m gonna get a 4-3, I pull up in 4-3
Hop about and love that bitch, it’s trying to give me orgies.
... write me poetries, I’m too busy writing 4Gs
We’re glo gang, girl, we don’t fuck with no Gs.
Probably... probably swerving from the police.
Scout three pounds, getting high off the OG
Hot in Cally want the whole city low key
I’m air what, if I’m ducking and I’m ducking the police
Y’all niggas know me, y’all got me fucked up!
Hook:
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pull up in that boss truck, shooting up, I can’t stop!
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Pistols go pac-pac, pac-pac, pac-pac
Pull up in that beamer track, make us scared to sing for ya
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
You all got me fucked up, boy, you didn’t fuck up
Caught your man lacking at the store, I done lucked up.
another body!
Pulled up, no flexing Bentley trucks, nigga, fuck a mazzy!
oops trying to sneak shots in like the paparazzi.
Y’all got me fucked up, hey
Too many racks on me!
You ain’t got enough, hey, hey
Trying to take it, bum, bum, hey!
run up on me, I’mma lay your dumb ass stuck!
Goofie got me fucked up, hey!
Run up on me, got his ass fucked up, hey!
Want to call me go nuts
Pop your men, pop your homie, leave you fucked!
Y’all got me fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Bang-bang!
Thanks to willdasav for correcting these lyrics
