Fuck Your Speakers - Chris King, Quan'ta, Trippie Redd

She on the way, lil mami on the way

Hit my phone, you hit the gate

Let valet bring you this way, ayy

'Cause tonight you on my plate

Eat you up, no creme broulet, ayy, ayy

(eat it up, I eat it up, ayy)

She see the sauce, I be drippin' on these niggas, ayy

No double cup, I be sippin' on these niggas, ayy

It ain’t no telling, got no feeling for these bitches, ayy

She ride my wave 'cause she see I’m getting paid

No time for the gossip, I be in and out the way

I be in and out the stores, you can catch me getting paid

Catch me on the plane, I be in and out of state

You can catch me in the VIP, I’m just tryna make a play

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up

Rollin' weed to pass the time

Cannot smoke, you not matching mine

Some of these niggas they have to rhyme

My trap is boomin', they after mine

Strapped with toolies, gats for crime

Came with yours, I’m packing mine

Stumbled in your honeycomb

Watch them yellow jackets fly

Prepared like a field trip

And I don’t need no permission slip

For all them niggas I kick it with

I’ll probably make a million with

Fuckin' up the streets in an old school with the chameleon drip

Feel the love and the bitterness

Blowin' bands, don’t remember it

I’m pulling up like exercise, I heard I’m the next to rise

I learned if you do not chase your dreams then it will pass you by

I’m moving paraphernalia, I just watch that fucker fly

She wanna see a shooting star, well fuck the sky, just

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up

They cannot be us, they cannot see us, they try to defeat us

The pussy I beat up, these tracks man I beat up, 10K for features

You ball on a budget, your rent is my luggage, I get money fuck it

Ayy beat it up, I beat it up

Brought her to the crib and then I beat it up, I eat up

Chillin' 'til the morn, your bitch hit my phone

Want me beat it up, I’m gone

I’m hitting her alone, pull up to her home

Put some dick up in her dome

Singing this lil song, talkin' 'bout how

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (it ain’t no tellin', nah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up

Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah)

I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (I know you see me)

It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah)

Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up