GFU Lyrics – Tyga, Mike Sherm

Read the full GFU lyrics by Tyga and Mike Sherm along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tyga's music, you can also explore Adrenaline and It Ain’t Safe, two other songs by Tyga.

[Intro]
Not safe

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Ayy, walk up in the party with a Glock in my hand, yeah
Don't pack me down, I ain't sprinting to the van, yeah
All the b!tches getting free when they walk in with me, woah
When we get in VIP, ain't no talking to me, yeah
B!tch, get it understood, understand? Capiche
Yeah, ball like a Sheik and I need me a freak (I need it)
Bad lil' b!tch going dumb on this geek, yeah
She a a$, I guess you are what you eat (Ha)
Three-wheel motion (Ayy), diamonds in the ocean (Ayy)
N!ggas get seasick looking, at the Nautilus, yeah
Looking for another b!tch, even though I got a b!tch (Got it)
Hundred mil', need it off rap and I'm outta here (Phew)
Breathe, b!tch, breathe, b!tch, give me space, b!tch (Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha)
Peel b!tch, she on banana going ape s*it (Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha)
Pop one, pop test going spaceship (Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha)
Moon rock, b!tch turn to an alien (Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, ha, ha)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, ayy)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, b!tch)
She fu*ked up (She fu*ked up)
I'm fu*ked up (I'm fu*ked up)
We fu*ked up (We fu*ked up, yeah)
Get fu*ked up (Shut the fu*k up, ha)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
I'm on my body and I'm stumbling through the lobby, woah
My b!tch so hot, turned into a pilot, woah
N!ggas think that I'm slipping, but I still got it (Got it)
No panties on, she ain't even tryna hide it
Mm
I can breathe on a b!tch, now the b!tch popping (B!tch)
If the b!tch start stalking, then the b!tch walking (B!tch)
Got a b!tch on my stick, tell her mop it
Booted (Booted), booted (Booted), yeah, I'm booted up (Booted)
Got a real famous b!tch waiting in the cut (Wait for me)
If she know what I did, we'd probably be done (Ha)
It's all fun and games 'til the b!tch kill the fun (Ayy)
Drop a thun-thun (Ayy) on you tongue-tongue, woah
Let's spray up, let the molly run
On my way up, I need another one
Can't feel my face 'cause it's too numb

[Chorus: Tyga]
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, woah)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, ayy, ayy)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, ayy, ayy)
She fu*ked up (She fu*ked up)
I'm fu*ked up (I'm fu*ked up)
We fu*ked up (We fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Shut the fu*k up, woah)

[Verse 2: Mike Sherm]
Yeah, I'm turnt up, at a white party
I just chewed on a shroom, now I'm feeling gnarly
You could see it in my eyes, I'm a fu*king zombie
I got Gucci on my hoodie, this ain't Abercrombie
Hoes doing molly, getting butt naked
Begging for the d!ck, here b!tch, take it
Treat a skank like my drank, no, I ain't chasing
If the puss smell like water, then I'm finna taste it
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm pumped up
No chill, all week, I've been fu*ked up
Last night hit the mall on some drunk stuff
Fu*ked off ten on the fit, l'ma dumb fu*k
Fast life but the cup got me moving slower
I can't even push the whip, I may need a chauffeur
You ain't tryna swallow cum, why you coming over?
B!tch, stay your ass home if you're staying sober

[Chorus: Tyga]
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, ayy)
Get fu*ked up (Get fu*ked up, b!tch)
She fu*ked up (She fu*ked up)
I'm fu*ked up (I'm fu*ked up)
We fu*ked up (We fu*ked up)
Get fu*ked up (Shut the fu*k up, woah)