Yeat
Fed Up Freestyle

[Intro]
(Hahaha)
(Clibbo, you’re crazy for this one)
(I’m working on dying)
([?])

[Chorus]
[?], it's sayin', "Fuck you" (Let's go, let's go)
No, no, no, don't try that shit with me, I don't trust you (Let's go)
Call up, shh, he gon' pull up, he gon' bust you
Call her friend and see what she on, I wanna fuck you
Now, hold on, now, hold on, let me love you (Hold on, now, now)
Let's get married and break up too (Now, now, now)
And I want some drugs too (Ugh)
Even if I was high, yeah, I still don't think I could trust you (Let's go)