Lyrics

Wake the fuck up
Wake the fuck up
Wake the fuck up
Wake the fuck up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Wake the fuck on up before I hit you with this shit
Stop sleeping on a motherfucker, put you on my list
Taking inspo from your favorite rapper, building with some bricks
You gon' fall on top, pop your ass and hide your fucking wrist
I don't smoke, but I drink, and I'm drinking all of it
I'm gon' slap you with a milli, cross the face, tired of this
I'ma offend you, I'm offensive, way I'm running out of time
I'm alone in my room, and I'm putting in my time
The top is where I'm heading, stop talking down on me
You're on my dime, yeah I'm a dom, I don't think you're ready
Call me Elmo, I'ma comfort you in front of Freddy
Buzzards are circling around my childhood, now I'm getting petty
Huh, huh
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
My mental health, all time low, I'm not good, I can hear it in the club
I don't know where I'm gonna go, I've fallen and I can't get up
I wish I was part of the game, I wish I was writing the same
But I'm not, so I'm gonna reach for it, and I'm gonna destroy this game (destroy this)
Make you dance (uh huh)
Shit your pants (uh huh)
Run it up (uh huh)
Fake tan (uh huh)
Pop your ear (uh huh)
Right here (uh huh)
Make it clear (uh huh)
I'm here (uh huh)
Get off that stage, little man (little man)
I'm a fucking disgrace, little man (little man)
I got nothing to lose, little man (little man)
You better wake the fuck up, little man (little man)
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Baby wake the fuck on up
Wake the fuck up
Written by: Skyler Locke
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