Fed Up (feat. Lil Tjay)

Yo, turn that shit up a lil' more, you heard?
Like, EBK, I-
I keep my-

And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

Like, and I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remember days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On Amiri's)
And my kindness, don't take it for weak' (Don't do that shit)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin' for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my shit on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Got the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me (Grrah, grrah)

And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this. 30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this. 30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

Ridin' sturdy, still screamin' free flock
Innocent, just police be on yak
Fuck it, I still move around with my Glocky
Tryna catch an opp and put him in a box
One up top, no click clack
Pussy whatchu know 'bout getback?
See a opp, no chit chat
I done had enough of this cap
I catch sum' slippin', I'ma score
Face shot, leave spaghetti on the floor
Last nigga, he got- nevermind
Couple more, I swear would've been a
Know I'll be the greatest for some time
Niggas like me just be hard to find
Fuck around, that shit get gooey, slime
Brand new pack, I'm rollin' my dough
40cal, I blow a nigga mind
Twenty one with the heart of a lion
Know they see me on top, they be
I gave [?] too much of us dyin'
Why I never shared for my guys?
Still I make it out, that shit be cap
Rich and famous niggas want me dead
I am not, lil dummy, he a pack

And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this. 30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this. 30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

Grrah, grrah
Ayo, free the fuckin' guys till I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, nigga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flockin' for JayRipK, nigga
Ballin' for JB, nigga
Big DOA, nigga
Mr. Wipe-A-Nigga-Nose-If-It's-Runny, nigga
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I
Solo ride until I die
‘Cause I got me for life