Glorilla – GMFU Lyrics
Artist: Glorilla
Song: GMFU
Yeah, you b#tches got me f#cked up, f#cked up [With they weak #ss
Ayy, Carter [What’s up?
What’s up with it, B? [Hah
[Macaroni made it
Then what?
Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some b#tches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my sh#t, n#gg# pop them bands
Got me f#cked up, got me f#cked up
And they let us in the party, they done f#cked up
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don’t fear none of you b#tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
Thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b#tch gon’ f#ck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b#tch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that’ll make a n#gg# hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a n#gg# #ss to puff up
They know they got me f#cked up, please don’t get me pumped up
Unless the money talkin’, tell them b#tches shut the f#ck up
Ho, we know you soft, so why the f#ck you actin’ tough for?
Turn you to a lick, he brung him up like when he lucked up
And we on that turnt sh#t, hit the club, we turnt, b#tch
Flexin’ ’cause I want, just because I earned it
Playin’ with this fire, you gon’ f#ck around, get burnt, b#tch
Chopper got a dick, don’t f#ck around and let that sperm hit, b#tch
I ain’t never been f#cked with, but I’ll make a n#gg# bust quick
I ain’t the b#tch you wanna f#ck with
Just come see what’s up with it
Yeah, come try your luck, b#tch
f#ck around, get drug
And your n#gg# that you trust, b#tch
I got him right here on the f#ck sh#t
I thought he was in love, b#tch
Put Gorilla Glue on him, now he on stuck sh#t, g#dd#mn
Yeah, you b#tches got me f#cked up, you n#gg#s got me f#cked up too
Don’t come for me, lil’ b#tch, if I didn’t motherf#ckin’ send for you
Gang ‘nem get to ridin’ like gorillas in the f#ckin’ zoo
Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some b#tches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my sh#t, n#gg# pop them bands
Got me f#cked up, got me f#cked up
And they let us in the party, they done f#cked up
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don’t fear none of you b#tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
Thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b#tch gon’ f#ck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b#tch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that’ll make a n#gg# hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a n#gg# #ss to puff up
Got a PSA for all you hoes who discuss me
Slime never hidin’, so I guess I’m where the opps be
Never lackin’ artillery, I’m where the Glocks be
Choppa Gang clean up crew, so, b#tch, I’m where the mops be
You a peon, lil’ b#tch, you don’t want no smoke
Don’t like none of you b#tches, so watch your approach
Quick to clean up your nose
Keep Glo on my side and she rockin’ that roll
Body bags and toe tags, we’ll do his #ss really bad
White chalk and yellow tape, Choppa Gang gon’ close the case
No evidence, a cold case, scope the scene and play it safe
Mask up and don’t show your face, b#tch ever play, she gon’ lay
Broke b#tches look pissy, they throwin’ some shots and they constantly missing
Take off an arm if I feel like she reachin’, ho
See me and you b#tches speakin’, ayy
Got Glocks for opps [Got me f#cked up
CG hit your block [You get touched up
This shit’ll get messy [Ho
7.62, these lil’ b#tches, they deadly [Brrt
Left the scene in a stretcher
He play, so I bless him
Shout out to Dev, my young n#gg#, he reckless
I’m totin’ a carbine, lil’ b#tch, don’t you test me
Come get your n#gg# the f#ck out my messages
Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some b#tches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my sh#t, n#gg# pop them bands
Got me f#cked up, got me f#cked up
And they let us in the party, they done f#cked up
Posted like a thug that got a mug like I was stuck up
Don’t fear none of you b#tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
Thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b#tch gon’ f#ck around, get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b#tch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that’ll make a n#gg# hush up
Blow it in his face and tell a n#gg# #ss to puff up
Y’all know what the f#ck goin’ on
Y’all got me f#cked up, for real, though
You b#tches, you n#gg#s, all y’all got me f#cked up
f#ck wrong with a n#gg# ass?
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Release Year: 2019