Lyrics FlipCup - KnowMads

FlipCup

Yeah Uhh
Sometimes we get to fucked up
Know what im saying
This ones dedicated to all the homies, homie
fucking up there house and shit
yo
yo yo
me and my homies got a problem with drinking
its not what your thinking
chugging till the cop’s is lights blinking
and they pulling up behind us
shine there brights trying to blind us
put the weed where they can’t find it in some bitches vagina
is she a minor well im hiding behind her
as hanging out the window that’s a big fucking Hi-NAA
where my license go B
yo I can’t even find it
so now we drag racing pigs while where drinking and driving
A bad situation I be laughing and rhyming
fingering this dime deep, with impecable timing
trying to get my weed out and she be coming and crying
earlier we went ditching endience, swithcing to rhyming
I wanna get out this girl keeps whining
in fact you can’t be saying that swerving like a maniac
freestyling saved the track
then we fucking made it back
you started doing blow and she never even blazed a sack
I guess we got to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
but thats just how it is so flip that red cup
sometimes I get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
but thats just how it is so flip that red cup
so smack the bitch she acting corny, snatch a forty
man you sure this shit is all gravy
yes Dagitory ask the shorty
D.T.F got T. I. T’S
im only eighteen myself so we dont check ID’s
and in the V.I.P I be like B.I.G
call me M.I.C
they wanna be like me
now we swimming and drinking, what where we thinking
downing and drowning
pass them around and we be clowning
this girls stripping down to there ankles in the sound-in
to handles of admirable nelsons we be pounding
Ahh shit
im just thinking out loud
and
im outlandish
neighbors can’t stand us
drinking till we can’t stand up
put your hands up
an M. C getting hammered means you can’t touch
this
so swallow when i bust kid
I need a freak who is down to fuck and get my nuts licked
but yo too got to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
and thats just how it is so flip that red cup
sometimes I get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
and thats just how it is so flip that red cup
see I was singing Hip, Hip-Hop you don’t stop
back when little weezy sang
wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh
number one stunna the type of shit im feeling
but he had to sell loli-pops to make a hundred million
I don’t hate little wayne he’ll probably die a martir
He made three platinum CD’s named the Carter
who better in the game Andre, Drake, and Hova
Im an outcast whos so far gone im taking over
get myself cut so they can make the poster
flip-cup im over that bitch like a toaster
Cause mrs.
Box wasn’t much of a cat
sometimes I get to fucked up and call up my ex to say
I popped a vessel pill
damn this shit is hella ill
going back to Cali where we only smoke that Medi-Kill
Kid-Cudi still nutty, freestyling day and night
its silly putty that, that drunk bitch fell in love me
maybe she got to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
sometimes we get to fucked up
But thats just how it Is so flip that red cup
Sometimes I get to fucked up
Sometimes we get to fucked up
Sometimes we get to fucked up
but thats just how it is so flip that red cup
yeah
sometimes i get to fucked up
sometimes I get so fucked up
Maybe I was just so fucked up
but that just how it is so flip that red cup
kid