[Hook: Mugz]
Aye, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, who, hey
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, you, hey
Pussy n***a know he done fucked up
Lame n***a better know his luck up
Pussy n***a know he fucked up
Lame n***a better know his luck up

[Verse 1: Mugz]
Cut the engine, before she mention
Stop the hoe before she even start
She got hurt she ain't know my worth
I'm davey jones I don't gotta heart
Nia long better play your part
Give her a facial it's a work of art
Break her back like a pop tart
She give me brain until she go ed
We can't save her cause she brain dead
Stab him watch him bleed fluff teddy bear n***as like ted
If he got a appetite feed him bombs with a side of lead
Treat that pussy like a slip and slide no condom Ima cum inside
Plan b kid denied, watch my money mutiply
Honey I just cloned my presidents
Ski mask gloves black ain't no evidence
If touch me then he fucked Up lil n***a know he fucked up

[Hook: $ki Mask the $lump God (x2)]
Aye, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, who, hey
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, you, hey
Pussy n***a know he done fucked up
Lame n***a better know his luck up
Pussy n***a know he fucked up
Lame n***a better know his luck up

[Verse 2: $ki Mask the $lump God]
Like it's Noah's Ark, that pussy wet, no water-park
She said drop that meat in me just like a shopping cart
Told me "Head straight to the back" just like I'm Rosa Parks
Walked up in the bank with pack that smell like donkey fart
Moose game poison dagger aye
Fuck my conscience, I'll stab ya
Ask that hoe what's vrackin
Slide up on a n***a like a care package
Bare in that pussy, like Smokey
Chain swing like rodeo ropy
Diamonds so wet that they soapy
Watch them mingle like they do the hokey-pokey
Aye yo' color diamonds humpty dumpty horror story
Feel like Dexter, got double-D's in my laboratory
Eat it with the sweet-sour sauce like six-piece sauce
Freedom; Fuck the cops, free Keke
Wreck a pussy n***a, come see me uh
Make him say goodbye like a Ouija
[Outro:Mugz]
Dark tempo, mosh pit in the office throwing elbows
Weed greener than meadows and darker than Satans demos
Tryna get signed while dodging all the signs, bullet holes in the Nissan, but it's way beyond
A little peace, pistol piece heat em like fish grease
Burn his soul to ashes then light matches on his little niece
This is when Angel speaks, my soul wreaks