Somebody Done Fucked Up

[Intro]

Yeah, one-two, one-two, it's Big M-E-F

The phenom from Vietnam, fresh out of rehab, yo

On my way the weed spot, haha, what's good?

Fuck that, what's hood? Staten Island Advance

Big up to my man Magic down in MIA, what up cuzzo?

[Chorus]

Knock-knock, who is it, aw, shit it

Hot peas and butter, come and get it

Somebody done fucked up now

Meth spit it, I comes with it

Quick to tell these critics eat a did-ick

Somebody done fucked up now

Y'all done did it, done stepped in it

Now run and tell them niggas who the realest

Somebody done fucked up now

Can you dig it? You'll never stop the kid up in the fitted

Live with it, somebody done fucked up (Look)

[Verse 1]

I'm cutting corners on these clowns, marijuana in pounds

Found with Staten Island niggas that run up on you with rounds

Take a drag, pass it around, guess who back in your town

In the Crown Vic' with Officer Brown patting him down

Shit's thick, thick as hominy grits, come with some thugs

Ain't no harmony, bitch, them niggas probably snitch

Y'all be the judge, look what happened to Cochise

What happens when your co-Ds is talking to police, you dig?

Have a cig, let me fuck with ya wig, although you loving the style

There ain't a pedophile could fuck with the kid

Now that I'm back up on my feet, take it back to the streets

In the GM with your BM in the passenger seat

Riding hood, but my hood ain't no hike in the wood

Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I could

Man, it's me, once again it's that Wu-Tang

Crushing the shit that you bring, you know how we do things

[Chorus]

Knock-knock, who is it, aw, shit it

Hot peas and butter, come and get it

Somebody done fucked up now

Meth spit it, I comes with it

Quick to tell these critics eat a did-ick

Somebody done fucked up now

Y'all done did it, done stepped in it

Now run and tell them niggas who the realest

Somebody done fucked up now

Can you dig it? You'll never stop the kid up in the fitted

Live with it, somebody done fucked up (Yo)

[Verse 2]

Pulling my shoes up, scuffing my Timbs, back to when?

Puffing again, who stunting? Cops fucking with them

Feeling the flow, goose-bumping your skin, and on the scale

Of nothing to ten, a ten, man, it's nothing to him

See you can tell by how I'm clutching my pen, like Mayweather touching the chin

She stunting, going up in her friend

Tell the label give me something to spin, and every light got a price

You want a slice, but we ain't cutting you in

Man, these fiends know my past work, held a monkey until they back hurt

Money talking, wonder what that's worth

And MCF mean Cash First shit, picture the kid

On the beach in Hawaii, minus the grass skirt

Blast first, ask questions last

Black hearse, nigga, stretch your ass, y'all niggas know what this is

It's New Yitty, this ain't just a fad

It's M-E-F and I ain't Biggie, but I'm just as bad, boy

[Chorus]

Knock-knock, who is it, aw, shit it

Hot peas and butter, come and get it

Somebody done fucked up now

Meth spit it, I comes with it

Quick to tell these critics eat a did-ick

Somebody done fucked up now

Y'all done did it, done stepped in it

Now run and tell them niggas who the realest

Somebody done fucked up now

Can you dig it? You'll never stop the kid up in the fitted

Live with it, somebody done fucked up

[Outro]

Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance, motherfuckers

Word up, don't ever count me out, just count me the fuck in

I'll be back for more