****ed Up (feat. DaBaby)

Girl you got me f*cked up
Charlie Korman:
Girl you got me f*cked up
You all up in my ear
Sayin' that you love me (Yeah, yeah)
Why would you pretend? (Yeah, yeah)
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'cause more hurt up in my heart
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'causin more in the end
Girl you got me f*cked up
Girl you got me unplugged
I almost got, uh, I almost said, uh
I almost said I loved you (Yeah)
You friends be tryna rush up
Talking 'bout it's just us
We didn't make it official, yeah
But I don't a give one f*ck
'Cause they ain't never saw what I saw
When the Henny hit we talk, talk, talk
I've already seen your style
Ain't no feeling gettin' caught, caught, caught
Girl you got me f*cked up
You all up in my ear
Sayin' that you love me (Yeah, yeah)
Why would you pretend? (Yeah, yeah)
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'cause more hurt up in my heart
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'causin more in the end
Girl you got me f*cked up
She type to slide in your DM's
She be on the scene every week end
Tryna run game on me and-
Girl you got me f*cked up
Should've play the game on defense
Thought I didn't have no reason
To worry, if you say it, I know you're leavin'
Girl you got me, f*cked up
No love, no love, f*cked up
This sh*t all bad now
Why you lookin' so sad now?
Girl you got me f*cked up
You all up in my ear
Sayin' that you love me (Yeah, yeah)
Why would you pretend? (Yeah, yeah)
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'cause more hurt up in my heart
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'causin more in the end
Dababy:
Okay
My bad, it just happened like that (Let's go)
She know that you lyin' son
She found out that it ain't no cap in rap
One night I was scrollin' through my sh*t, uh
I send his lil' BM a DM
She like to pop pills but I don't
She be tryin' to f*ck me from the PM to PM
She like to talk sh*t, when she f*ck if she ain't suckin' dick I'ma need a per diem (What's that?)
You know that's a daily allowance (Okay)
Charge the b*tch for the dick, I ain't childish
You know I went up on the budget, I'm too rich too shop when and got me a stylist
And yeah b*tch I put on for the Valley, my brother and momma, they both got new houses
His baby mama keep on blowin' up my phone, he need to come get her, this b*tch out of pocket (B*tch)
You gon' be talkin' sh*t, I'ma pop it
Only lil' n*ggas, need to stop it
I was live on TV, did you watch?
He [?] I'ma squeeze, n*gga watchin'
[?] like it's hockey
Beat a lil' n*gga up like I'm Rocky
B*tch 'cause-
Charlie Korman:
Girl you got me f*cked up
You all up in my ear
Sayin' that you love me (Yeah, yeah)
Why would you pretend? (Yeah, yeah)
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'cause more hurt up in my heart
Ask me 'bout my battle scars
You 'causin more in the end
Girl you got me f*cked up