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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Composer
Samuel Ahana
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swish
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Aye, bend that back
Break it out, girl, lose that fat
Got a name tatted on you, girl, who that there?
Heard you talkin' that sh**, girl, is you 'bout that?
You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my ****
I know we drunk, talkin' sh**, but that's my ****
That tequila in my liver
She don't give it up the first time, then I give up
***k it up
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up, run it up, that's on us
Skinny thing, big, big, that's a plus
I hit a bad **** with no condom on
Ain't got weak trust, that's a must
I'm tryna get it, not get by
Pay the rent for a hottie with some thick thighs
She don't ask for nothin' but a good time
Yeah, **** good, I'm at home by midnight
Got your own jive, you don't need no ****
You dress like it's summertime when it's winter
Fifty inch wig, but you bought it, so it's yours
Hair droppin' to the floor, girl, drop it to the floor, yeah
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my ****
I know we drunk, talkin' sh**, but that's my ****
That tequila in my system
If she don't give it up the first night, I give up
You got your own jive, you don't need no ****
You dress like it's summertime when it's winter
Fifty inch wig, but you bought it, so it's yours
Hair droppin' to the floor, girl, drop it to the floor
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Go on, ***k it up girl, go on, ***k it up girl
Written by: Keenon Jackson, Samuel Ahana