The Real Bril - Fuck It Up Lyrics

I got 1 2 3 4 5 bad bitches
I got new haters
And my smile got bigger
Still the same flow, but the style got different
I don't feel the same when I'm around these niggas
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
Now do it Yea, Now do it Yea
Now do it Yea, Now do it Ok

Just a young nigga north side St. Louis
Had a rough day, but the boy got through it
Set my goals high but I still got to em
Two bitches in my 2-seater still got room
Need a bad bitch with a real nice booty
Pull up with the doors vertical
Need a Lil Uzi
Set it off in this Motherf*cka, need a Lil Boosie
She aint got no ass
But the box real juicy
All I ever wanted was a million dollars bitch
All I ever had was million dollar wish
Now I pull up with a million dollar bitch
Now I take a million dollars spend it on a crib
Documentary, they just seeing how I live
They watch the replays
They just seeing how I win
Chrome Forgiato I'm just seeing how they spin
If you ain't got my money we might lean on ya mans

I got 1 2 3 4 5 bad bitches
I got new haters
And my smile got bigger
Still the same flow, but the style got different
I don't feel the same when I'm around these niggas
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
Now do it Yea, Now do it Yea
Now do it Yea, Now do it Ok

Moon rock blunt 33 for a gram
Big dog gun shit it came with a stand
You don't need no vest, shit we aim for head
Say she wanna break up
Cuz I'm seeing all her friends
I don't trust a nigga if he talk too much
If u gotta rap sheet u getting caught too much
Wanted a drop top Porsche so I bought me one
All my shoes brand new I don't walk too much
F*ck it up f*ck it up, f*ck it up f*ck it up
I took my middle finger and then I stuck it up
She say she wanna be my girl cuz I'm on now
They got me twistin up fingers with my zone now
I drop 1500 for a whole pound
U can't f*ck with the kid you a whole clown
I got rank in the streets
So respect the G
What type of watch is that
It's Patek Philippe
Credit card ain't got no limit
Nigga Master P
I don't ask you for shit
So why you asking me

I got 1 2 3 4 5 bad bitches
I got new haters
And my smile got bigger
Still the same flow, but the style got different
I don't feel the same when I'm around these niggas
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
F*ck it up F*ck it up
Now do it Yea, Now do it Yea
Now do it Yea, Now do it Ok