FlipCup - KnowMads

Yeah Uhh

Sometimes we get to fucked up

Know what im saying

This ones dedicated to all the homies, homie

fucking up there house and shit

yo

yo yo

me and my homies got a problem with drinking

its not what your thinking

chugging till the cop’s is lights blinking

and they pulling up behind us

shine there brights trying to blind us

put the weed where they can’t find it in some bitches vagina

is she a minor well im hiding behind her

as hanging out the window that’s a big fucking Hi-NAA

where my license go B

yo I can’t even find it

so now we drag racing pigs while where drinking and driving

A bad situation I be laughing and rhyming

fingering this dime deep, with impecable timing

trying to get my weed out and she be coming and crying

earlier we went ditching endience, swithcing to rhyming

I wanna get out this girl keeps whining

in fact you can’t be saying that swerving like a maniac

freestyling saved the track

then we fucking made it back

you started doing blow and she never even blazed a sack

I guess we got to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

but thats just how it is so flip that red cup

sometimes I get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

but thats just how it is so flip that red cup

so smack the bitch she acting corny, snatch a forty

man you sure this shit is all gravy

yes Dagitory ask the shorty

D.T.F got T. I. T’S

im only eighteen myself so we dont check ID’s

and in the V.I.P I be like B.I.G

call me M.I.C

they wanna be like me

now we swimming and drinking, what where we thinking

downing and drowning

pass them around and we be clowning

this girls stripping down to there ankles in the sound-in

to handles of admirable nelsons we be pounding

Ahh shit

im just thinking out loud

and

im outlandish

neighbors can’t stand us

drinking till we can’t stand up

put your hands up

an M. C getting hammered means you can’t touch

this

so swallow when i bust kid

I need a freak who is down to fuck and get my nuts licked

but yo too got to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

and thats just how it is so flip that red cup

sometimes I get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

and thats just how it is so flip that red cup

see I was singing Hip, Hip-Hop you don’t stop

back when little weezy sang

wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh

number one stunna the type of shit im feeling

but he had to sell loli-pops to make a hundred million

I don’t hate little wayne he’ll probably die a martir

He made three platinum CD’s named the Carter

who better in the game Andre, Drake, and Hova

Im an outcast whos so far gone im taking over

get myself cut so they can make the poster

flip-cup im over that bitch like a toaster

Cause mrs.

Box wasn’t much of a cat

sometimes I get to fucked up and call up my ex to say

I popped a vessel pill

damn this shit is hella ill

going back to Cali where we only smoke that Medi-Kill

Kid-Cudi still nutty, freestyling day and night

its silly putty that, that drunk bitch fell in love me

maybe she got to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

sometimes we get to fucked up

But thats just how it Is so flip that red cup

Sometimes I get to fucked up

Sometimes we get to fucked up

Sometimes we get to fucked up

but thats just how it is so flip that red cup

yeah

sometimes i get to fucked up

sometimes I get so fucked up

Maybe I was just so fucked up

but that just how it is so flip that red cup

kid