GMFU Lyrics – DC The Don

[Intro: DC The Don & Famous Dex]
Huh (Yeah), yeah
Ayy, ayy, yeah
You know what the fμcκ going on
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em, man

[Chorus: DC The Don & Famous Dex]
B¡tch you got me fucked up
Talking all that ѕh¡t, but get your bucks up
Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n¡ɡɡαѕ lucked up
Run up, chasing n¡ɡɡαѕ down, you might get done up
Funds up, talking out your neck, retarded
But, b¡tch you got me fucked up
Talking all that ѕh¡t, but get your bucks up
Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n¡ɡɡαѕ lucked up
Run up, chasing n¡ɡɡαѕ down, you might get done up
Funds up, talking out your neck, retarded

[Verse: DC The Don]
Boy go get your bands up, pull my pants up (Gang, gang)
Go to work, I might just blam you 'cause I can't stand you
B¡tch stuck on me like some dandruff, bless you on camera
You know I don't put my hands up, I'm taking banners
And my broski got that Hi-Tech to hologram you
I say shoot, that boy go ape ѕh¡t, he go bananas
Call him Caesar with that drum stick
B¡tch, put your hands up
Or I'm gon' tell lil bro to activate, give you the hammer
And I'm down to catch a body
B¡tch, just copped extended clips
Lay a n¡ɡɡα where his mouth run
Then dance like Bobby b¡tch (Free Bobby)
Milly rocking on your front yard
Get popped, no mollies b¡tch (Free Rowdy)
Never got ѕh¡t on the twenty-fifth
I guess I'm naughty b¡tch, ayy

[Chorus: DC The Don & Famous Dex]
B¡tch you got me fucked up
Talking all that ѕh¡t but get your bucks up
Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n¡ɡɡαѕ lucked up
Run up, chasing n¡ɡɡαѕ down, you might get done up
Funds up, talking out your neck retarded
But b¡tch you got me fucked up
Talking all that ѕh¡t but get your bucks up
Bucks up, my AR got jammed, you n¡ɡɡαѕ lucked up
Run up, chasing n¡ɡɡαѕ down, you might get done up
Funds up, talking out your neck retarded