Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song FTGU , by - GQ. Song from the album E 14th, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gq, Jamla
Song language: English
FTGU |
| Let me, Let me |
| Be the one you call… |
| Yeah, I like this |
| Groovy shit, you know |
| My nigga Kash, tho |
| You feel me? |
| Yeah |
| Right, Right |
| Look… |
| Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do |
| Won’t change us, check the altitude |
| They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q |
| Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue |
| Vegas night we bouncing through, fountain blue |
| Seen a lot but see with this got an astounding view |
| I went from quarter pound burgers to Italian stew |
| Girl I’m with got a walk like a stallion do |
| Fine around my family I’m around the crew |
| See everything you wishing for I was bound to do |
| I’m relaxing girl was hatnin' we can lounge a few |
| Put on a show, I got her screaming like the crowd will do |
| I done came up, I know that’s on your mind |
| Casino Royale fit, Bond number 9 |
| You’re fucking with me huh? |
| I knew it’ll come a time |
| I hold it down, I’m not a rapper that be dumb in mind |
| I got a thing for beats not the Doug funny kind |
| I’m on a soul plane with a broke bungee line |
| With no intention of hopping off |
| Been quiet all my life but on this mic I be bopping off |
| Your album ain’t shit I heard it never get replays |
| Me I spit better, flow wetter than three Klay’s |
| Fuck the cops, bitter hoes, crackers with three K’s |
| Holler «Jesus Christ» like they ain’t seen me in three days |
| What he say? |
| Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do |
| Won’t change us, check the altitude |
| They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q |
| Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue |
| Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do |
| Won’t change us, check the altitude |
| They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q |
| Haters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Ha! |
| This to the fake patnas, I hope you’re doing swell |
| Yeah, that’s wassup, I’m doing fine I mean as you can tell |
| I do this for my niggas, I ain’t forgot you Phil |
| I’m writing letters through this music for the ones in jail |
| I hope you hear me when I die, you’ll sing about me won’t you? |
| See what I’m saying its more than words, you feel it don’t you? |
| Don’t hesitate to take a shot you’ll feel like Paul George |
| Funny how we only won when she on all fours |
| They say my music dope, wonder what they call yours? |
| Mahogany walls, black cherry tall doors |
| I’m finding pockets their finding whales on calm shores |
| I was drinking Adios' yelling Bonjour |
| Warm sweater with orange letters I’m cool with that |
| Heard about me they’re checking for me like, «Who is that?» |
| Grinning while I’m whipping on the freeway |
| Everything we do is a replay, what he say? |
| Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do |
| Won’t change us, check the altitude |
| They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q |
| Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue |
| Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do |
| Won’t change us, check the altitude |
| They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q |
| Haters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |
| Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up) |