Fuck it up chords and lyrics - YG

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[Intro 1]
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[Dm]
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[Verse 1]
Gotta go to court [Am]tomor
[F]row Fuck [Am]it
Blew a stack at the [F]mall, Fuck [Am]it
I was supposed to play basket[Dm]ball,
[F]Fuck it[Am]
My bitch was cheatin after all,
[Dm]Fuck it[F][Dm]
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[Verse 2]
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Fuck [F]it,[Am][Dm][Am][Dm][F]
fuck [Dm]it

[Verse 3]
Gotta go to court [Dm]tomorrow
D.E.A. on my [Am]dick
Ya'll [Dm]niggas [Am]like [Dm]flys ya'll
be on my [Am]shit[F]
Ya'll niggas [Am]ain't fly ya'll niggas hoes
[Dm]Ya'll [Am]niggas ain't bros
ya'll nigga hoes
Money stacked for your lawyer
cause I catch a case
Where the crocadile hunter at?
These niggas snakes
Ugh, ya'll nigga tried to
pack the homies
Ya'll niggas swiss cheese like macaroni
[Dm]Yeah, [F]I gotta go to [Dm]court tomorrow
[Am]But I prolly won't show [Dm]up
Your [Am]bitch [Dm]say she at [Am]home[F]
[Dm]If I pull up she gon ho up
[Am]I pa[Dm]staci[Am]o cra[F]ck[Am] your bitch
Then pour up some actavis
Fuck the [Dm]camera I got the glam on [Am]me

[Interlude 1]
Two box shorty got the hammer on me
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[Verse 4]
Fuck court, [Dm]fuck the judge,
fuck [F]the D.E.A[Dm]
Pushaz Ink [F]bitch [Am]we ball [F]like [Dm]E.A[F]
Reem Rich [Am]yea my pockets
on swole nigga
Young and rich I'm addicted
to these [Dm]gold [Am]diggers
So much money think we
signed with illuminati
Inked [Dm]up,
tats all [F]on a [Am]nigga [Dm]body
Geeked up nigga, beam me up Scottie
That's your [Am]bitch [Dm]nigga
She let [Am]us run a trolley
[F]Yeah, [Am]she wasn't even
off the molly
Pushaz Ink the label,
bitch you heard about us
Hit the mall, blow a stack,
then it's back [F]to rap
[Dm]Porsches, Benzo's, nigga back to back
[F]Rap[Am] don'[Dm]t work,
[Am]then it's back to crack
My [Dm]nigga [F]Mustard on the [Am]beat
I'm his young attack
[Dm]Yeah, [Bbm]it's a l[Bb]ot of money over h[Dm]ere
[Am]Them niggas lookin broke over ther[Dm]e

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 5]
[F]I get a number [Dm]6 from [E]Pop[Am]eye's
I [E]go [Am]at stop signs
[F]I got your bitch on a hot lin[Am]e[Dm]
I drop [Am]hits you [F]niggas drop dimes
[Am]Yeah, just caught another case
Im nig[Dm]ga, [Am]my bitch is another[Dm] race[Am]
[Dm]Ugh, [Am]I put you
in another [Dm]place[Am]
You know what?
You niggas better say your grace
[Dm]Yeah, [F]you niggas
[Dm]better [F]say your grace
I'm trying to beat trial
like [Am]an 808
Like, like boom boom boom
My house got [Dm]room room rooms
[F]Yeah, we [Dm]can smoke weed or
we can do shrooms?
[F]You nigga droppin albums too soon
Just got another [F]court [Am]date

[Outro 1]
Like my taxes I was late
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