Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feelings , by - BlueBucksClanRelease date: 01.07.2020
Song language: English
Feelings |
| I’m tryna see you with your bands up |
| One hundred million by my lonely, I don’t do this for them cameras |
| Big blicky, I gotta keep it on me 'cause them niggas out here scandalous |
| If you move wrong, we gon' OD, I’m abusing if I panic |
| Just do it because you love me, shawty, you ain’t gotta understand |
| I popped a Perc' and make your ho a fan of me, yeah |
| I can’t try to hold everything, yeah |
| We baller blockin', put that Rolls in the street, yeah |
| Niggas poppin', but they hoes underneath that |
| I tried doin' shit by the code, it was weak, yeah |
| I got new and I got old, it ain’t me, yeah |
| Real nigga, ain’t no ho in me, yeah |
| Niggas still ain’t did it like they told me |
| I’m tryna see you with your bands up |
| One hundred million by my lonely, I don’t do this for them cameras |
| Big blicky, I gotta keep it on me 'cause them niggas out here scandalous |
| If you move wrong, we gon' OD, I’m abusing if I panic |
| Just do it because you love me, shawty, you ain’t gotta understand |
| Niggas really hoes, I can’t even lie (I can’t even lie) |
| Yeah, he mad I hit his bitch, but I ain’t even try (I ain’t even try) |
| I got tired of fittin' in, I went to Philipp Plein (Philipp Plein) |
| I keep killin' all these niggas, this shit genocide (This shit genocide) |
| Too many bitches in our section, you can’t get inside (Way too many) |
| I be pickin' on them niggas that you run behind |
| Mama said I was that nigga since I been alive (Since I been alive) |
| Tryna get a quarter-piece, I’m gettin' sick of dimes (Sick of dimes) |
| Moncler on my back, this shit so warm (Yeah, it’s warm) |
| Makin' plays on Obama phones like I’m Joe Horn (Like I’m Horn) |
| Draggin' bitches by they ankles like a snowboard (Like a snowboard) |
| It’s two hundred miles an hour on this dashboard (On this dashboard) |
| Put it in the Uber, send it to a shooter (Yeah, send it) |
| Tryna pop out with a bad bitch like that nigga Future (On my mama) |
| Walkin' in with nineteen bitches, I’m Amari Cooper (Amari Cooper) |
| Really hittin' shit from long range, yeah, they sharpshooters (They |
| sharpshooters) |
| He a bitch in real life, tough on them computers |
| Big-titty bitches at my house, I ain’t go to Hooters (Hell nah) |
| I’ma pick her up, if she don’t fuck, I’ma send an Uber |
| I’m tryna see you with your bands up |
| One hundred million by my lonely, I don’t do this for them cameras |
| Big blicky, I gotta keep it on me 'cause them niggas out here scandalous |
| If you move wrong, we gon' OD, I’m abusing if I panic |
| Just do it because you love me, shawty, you ain’t gotta understand |