Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song FED UP! , by - Nascar Aloe. Release date: 27.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
FED UP! |
| I keep glicks, ho, I tote the pole just like a hockey stick |
| Talking shit, see that I’m a punk and now they jocking it |
| Copying, pull up on his block and now his body stiff |
| Talk again, you getting erased just like a floppy disk |
| I pull up on you and I’m shooting like PUBG |
| Whole team chase you down like it’s rugby |
| Fried that boy up like I’m from Kentucky |
| He think he dressed, he still rocking Stussy |
| Cigarette burns on my skin, they leak puss |
| See me at my show, she itching to fuck |
| You can have your bitch, I’m finishing up |
| Nascar you crazy, you sickening, ayy |
| You think you hard, but you just in the way |
| Shorty suck my dick like it was a vape |
| Lately, I ain’t feeling mentally sane |
| Nine inch nail into your face |
| I’m in hell, I can’t escape |
| Cocaine smell like fish fillet |
| She slob on my shit like I’m Juicy J |
| All y’all rappers suck, I’m paving the way |
| Fed up, no FedEx, uh-uh-uh, fuck her, double S, uh-uh-uh |
| See he wearing vest, uh, so I’m shooting out his legs, uh-uh-uh |
| Swear I got these demons in my head, I am possessed, uh-uh-uh |
| Your bitch is a heathen, she in my bed gettin' undressed, uh-uh-uh |
| Ahh, ho, I’m fed up |
| I had enough of this shit, you will get swept up |
| I put the.5 to his head, he getting edged up |
| No, bitch, I don’t fuck with rats, I’m Master Shredder |
| Ahh, ho, I’m fed up |
| I had enough of this shit, you will get swept up |
| I put the.5 to his head, he getting edged up |
| No, bitch, I don’t fuck with rats, I’m Master Shredder |