Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Mhm
(you got me fucked up)
[Verse 1]
You buy me bags
Think that’s a leash
You post my body
Then try to preach
You got a wife
You got a ring
Still call my phone
Like I’m your thing
You call me “baby”
Then call me “bitch”
You spoiled as hell
And broke in the head
You drop a stack
Then raise your voice
You pay my rent
Think you my choice? (nah)
[Chorus]
You got me fucked up
If you think you own me
Throw a couple hunnids
And you think you control me
You got me fucked up
Talking like you made me
Touching on my body
Like that paper really raised me
You got me fucked up
If you think I’m grateful
For every little gift
With all that hateful
You got me fucked up
Thinking I’m your habit
You just sugar, baby
I’m the real bad habit (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You like me tipsy
You like me quiet
You hate my friends
You start a riot
You say “I fed you”
When we fight
You count them dinners
Every night
You love my skin
But not my mouth
You wanna fly me
Then shut me down
You call it “daddy”
I call it debt
You think I’m paid
But boy, I’m set
[Bridge]
Who you talking to?
I am not your child
I am not your toy
I am not your side
You want respect?
Then cut that tone
You can keep that cash
I’ma keep my throne (yeah)
[Chorus]
You got me fucked up
If you think you own me
Throw a couple hunnids
And you think you control me
You got me fucked up
Talking like you made me
Touching on my body
Like that paper really raised me
You got me fucked up
If you think I’m grateful
For every little gift
With all that hateful
You got me fucked up
Thinking I’m your habit
You just sugar, baby
I’m the real bad habit (hey)
[Outro]
(you got me fucked up)
Say it with your chest now
(you got me fucked up)
Boy, cut that check now
(you got me fucked up)
Then get the fuck out
(you got me fucked up)
Style
rapdarksultry r&b with female vocals; slowheavy groovesubby bass and crisp trap hats. verses slide between melodic rap and sharpin-the-pocket flow; hook opens up with stacked harmonies and airy pads. occasional pitched-down ad-libs and filtered backgrounds for attitudethen all-in drums and bold vocal runs on the final chorus.r&b
Prompt
A black girl R&B song about a sugar daddy having them fucked up it’s a very explicit heavy song with some rap verses, female
Credits
Prompt byJazzy
GeneratedApr 5, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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