Fed Up by NYC DJ Lyrics

And I’m stand up
Run another band up
Band up

[HOOK]
They say I’m the best but I could do better
She get em hot but I never sweat her
I keep a Glock not a Baretta
Whipping the V like I got a vendetta
I only want blue cheese no cheddar
I make a movie go getta
And I’m in too deep can’t let up
She get me big mad now I’m fed up (fuck x3)

[Verse]
Talking a lot got me thinking she federal
I don’t got room for you on my schedule
Bro got the shrooms and I got the medical
Cookin up tunes and I’m getting busy
NYC DJ my name on her titty
NYC DJ I zoom thru the city
I’m on the e-way i'm making em dizzy
Dat bitch drizzy
Dat bitch drunk
Heart on ice
Something like a puck
I don’t like 50s
Keepin it a buck
If u keep a pipe
Betta keep it tucked
Only want the night
Ion wanna cuff
I was moving weight
Now I’m getting buff
Nigga I’m great
Everything is up
Blue bottles here
Pour another cup
I been outside
How they trynna front
You was never there
You was in the cut
Za in the air
And this shit punch
Life ain’t fair
Roll another blunt
And I'm really him
I don't gotta stunt
Waves on swim so she know wassup
(Keep goin!)

And I’m stand up
Run another band up
R.I.P. my mans nigga Long Live Panda
And I’m stand up
Run another band up
R.I.P. my mans nigga

So i keep a toolio
I'm in the studio
I dead had a session next day
I was spittin heat
I was goin cray
And i spit the truth ain't no other way
Where the candles at?
Know I'm on the way
Really left the booth just to show face
Said i speak the truth
Ain't no other way
Imma run it up until my hair grey
Saying I'm the best so what can i say
If he try to test imma get a A
I'm just getting money then I'm out the way
I'm just getting money then I'm out the way
[HOOK]
They say I’m the best but I could do better
She get em hot but I never sweat her
I keep a Glock not a Baretta
Whipping the V like I got a vendetta
I only want blue cheese no cheddar
I make a movie go getta
And I’m in too deep can’t let up
She get me big mad now I’m fed up (fuck x3)