FeelTheBurn2020 lyrics

by

KAMAARA


[Intro]
The American People are tired of women
Yeah, aye
Aye, yeah yeah
What?
Yeah, what?
Okay (okay okay okay)
Yeah yeah (Pop)
What? (Yeah)
Yeah, what?

[Hook]
In my bag, hoe
Pull up like an as*h*le
Give no f*cks
Actin’ up like my ass show
Baby imma let down
Boy ya' life's a sh*t-show
Baby when I come 'round
Open up your damn throat
c*ck it and squeeze it
Blow him to pieces
Smoke from the barrel
Got my ass sneezin'
Think I have sinkened
Speak for the weekend
Committing treason, dead by the weekend
[Verse]
Smokin' all that mid and sh*t while scratchin' on yo' syphilis
f*ckin' on yo' mama just to show that I mean business, b*tch
Situation limitless, when there's no f*ckin' witnesses
So tie 'em up and beat 'em down and break a couple ligaments
Sorry for my ways flick the blade, like a psycho
Fifteen more percent to call for help up on yo' iPhone
Give me fifteen minutes with yo' b*tch, now she is my hoe
I can spare your life and save you time, but this ain't GEICO

[Break]
Could save you 15% or more on car insurance

[Verse 2]
Stuck in a trance b*tch my mind is exhausted
I strive for deposits but b*tches keep flocking
Between you and I, we got nothing in common
My head full of pain that no perky can stop it
Twisting and pulling her hair while I bop it
I feel like Iran when I'm totting the rocket
Look at my pockets, this money ain't stoppin'
I see it, I want it, little b*tch, know I got it

[Hook]
In my bag, hoe
Pull up like an as*h*le
Give no f*cks
Actin’ up like my ass show
Baby imma let down
Boy ya' life's a sh*t-show
Baby when I come 'round
Open up your damn throat
c*ck it and squeeze it
Blow him to pieces
Smoke from the barrel
Got my ass sneezin'
Think I have sinkened
Speak for the weekend
Committing treason, dead by the weekend
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