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Fucc Up a Checc (feat. Yo Gotti)

Blacc Zacc

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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

Blacc Zacc

Künstler:in

Yo Gotti

Rap

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT

Mario Mims

Komponist:in

Kiowa Roukema

Komponist:in

Denis Berger

Komponist:in

Zachary Chapman

Zachary Chapman

Komponist:in

PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK

Pvlace

Produzent:in

YoungKio

Produzent:in

Arieas Lee

Mischtechniker:in

Anthony Vega

Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Glenn A Tabor III

Glenn A Tabor III

Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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[Verse 1]

Uh

I got all this water on me, but, um, fuck it

I'm thinkin' 'bout buyin' some more

We gon' fucc up a checc, **** gon' fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh, fucc up a checc

****, go fucc up a checc, fucc up a checc, ay

[Verse 2]

I'm known to bust down me a wristwatch

Diamonds on me, no tick tock

Still make a play at a pit stop

P17 like Rick Fox

A **** try to rob and he get popped

Bandana round the Glock like 2Pac

Call a **** over, I got big rocks

Diamonds hit hard like kickbox

Uh, ay, fucc up a checc

****, go fucc up a checc, fucc up a checc, uh

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

I like to flex, put some new ice on my neck

'Cause I got a check, uh

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

[Verse 3]

Out in Rodeo

I buy Dior for my lil' whore

Out in Barbados

With a lil' foreign, you know she goin'

Bust down a watch

Bust down my Ls, bust down a charm

And she'll do for the gang

I brought her some guns, keep me alarmed

Uh, hop out the jet

Straight to the rest, that's what you ain't knowin'

I got a check

So I ain't really worryin' about what a **** doin'

I'ma chief like my horn

I got me a bag and made me some corn

I'm sellin' packs

But I got them racks like I'm sellin', boy

I got that check, I'ma show that

I stash the whip, where yo' ho at?

I step on you like a floor mat

I cap off the bands and there's no cap

I had an M way before rap

I took a lil' loss, had to shake back

I'm in the Hellcat, fuck a Maybach

You can look at my watch, but don't touch that

[Verse 4]

I'm known to bust down me a wristwatch

Diamonds on me, no tick tock

Still make a play at a pit stop

P17 like Rick Fox

A **** try to rob and he get popped

Bandana round the Glock like 2Pac

Call a **** over, I got big rocks

Diamonds hit hard like kickbox

Uh, ay, fucc up a checc

****, go fucc up a checc, fucc up a checc, ay

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

I like to flex, put some new ice on my neck

'Cause I got a check, uh

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

[Verse 5]

You're countin' me by hand

You ever give a broke bitch a band?

They were sleepin' on a **** like a Xan

Then I woke they ass up, I ain't playin'

I'm blowin' through the money like a fan

Sendin' dope money to the can

Yeah, that's a money order to my man

Kinda shit you might not understand

[Verse 6]

Thick bitch, I'm a thriller

She gon' shake her ass on triller

Drop my pack back, get it safe

If I take you to the dealer

Lost the steak in the trap house

That's for dinner

Count a half a mill, make her pussy get wet

Before I drill her

Two-tone Rollie, no tick tock

We playin' on the pot

Matte black M finna match my Wraith

And that Glock

[Verse 7]

I'm a dope boy, I don't play safe

Hunnid mill, ****, that's a race race

I-I'll put a shot in an opp face

I'm ridin' dirty, that's a cop chase

[Verse 8]

Real street ****, my van's in cash

Stand to the plug and he pay me in bags

Switchin' up hoes, they know I be fast

AP chandelier lookin' like glass

You ain't the first and you won't be the last

Reach for the chain, you know that's your ass

You know I'm up, but you know I crash

It's one richer mill, one more than your stash

[Verse 9]

I'm known to bust down me a wristwatch

Diamonds on me, no tick tock

Still make a play at a pit stop

P17 like Rick Fox

A **** try to rob and he get popped

Bandana round the Glock like 2Pac

Call a **** over, I got big rocks

Diamonds hit hard like kickbox

Uh, ay, fucc up a checc

****, go fucc up a checc, fucc up a checc, uh

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

I like to flex, put some new ice on my neck

'Cause I got a check, uh

Fucc up a checc, ****, go fucc up a checc

Fucc up a checc, uh

[Verse 10]

CEO, muhfucka

Written by: Denis Berger, Kiowa Roukema, Mario Mims, Zachary Chapman

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