Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Me How You Feel, artist - Drakeo The Ruler. Date of issue: 01.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tell Me How You Feel |
| Tell me how you feel |
| It’s all blue face hunnids covering up the rail |
| You can fuck or you can leave, I ain’t really tryna chill |
| Pop this perc, get naked, so I can really know what’s real |
| But Ima leave that up to you, baby tell me how you feel |
| I’m feeling great, Simon said, «Drakeo just beat another case» |
| Life is lovely, another fall to the face |
| Fuck how you feel, Drakeo ain’t bout to do no dates |
| What it’s gon take, to get yo ass up out my face |
| I would spare your feelings, but today is not the day |
| The door wide open, bitch can we get this out the way? |
| Franklin callin, you know my feet about to raise |
| Stress me? |
| Bitch, naw I’m thinkin bout the cake |
| Bitch, immediately you will be on the replace list, ugh |
| I could see why niggas hatin |
| FN and replace niggas faces so what you sayin |
| Ill, that’s just how I feel |
| Drakeo tryna fuckin get on, and thats real |
| Tell me how you feel |
| It’s all blue face hunnids covering up the rail |
| You can fuck or you can leave, I ain’t really tryna chill |
| Pop this perc, get naked, so I can really know what’s real |
| But Ima leave that up to you, baby tell me how you feel |
| Humpty Dumpty, I crack your bitches like a seal |
| Jack and Jill, after we fuck its down hill |
| Fresh to death, no condom, abortion pill |
| No kids, I’m lucky like a two dollar bill |
| Shits wild tho, five chains they all hollow |
| Seen her on insta, you know that she follow |
| Just popped 5 beans, ain’t no chill till tomorrow |
| My dick didn’t work, so I had to pop a Rhino |
| Fuckin and suckin the UberPool up in the morning |
| Coulda been UberBlack if you swallowed my children |
| Got cha Micky D’s, cause ya smoked up my weed |
| Coulda been married, if ya brought cha own tree |
| Desto Dub, yeah I grew up on the East |
| From a long ling of cooks, and a |
| I pray to my God and I woke up at pint |
| So girl you can chill, but you won’t stay the night |
| Tell me how you feel |
| It’s all blue face hunnids covering up the rail |
| You can fuck or you can leave, I ain’t really tryna chill |
| Pop this perc, get naked, so I can really know what’s real |
| But Ima leave that up to you, baby tell me how you feel |