Can’t Feel My Face lyrics

[Intro]
Whoa, ayy
I can't see straight
I can't feel my face when I'm with you
I love you too
(TheBeatAsylum)
Hold on

[Verse]
I can't feel my face, bae
Three blunts to the face, bae
Gun up on my hip, you may get hit, bae
All these n*ggas still be talkin' sh*t, bae
And it don't make no sense
At the end of the day, I still could f*ck your b*tch
At the end of the day, these n*ggas ain't makin' me rich
Pull up on his ave' with a choppa, he might get hit
He might get hit, he might get hit, bae
Whippin' the brick in the kitchen, I'm makin' it flip, bae
f*cking your b*tch from the back, it is what it is, ayy
I run up a sack up in Saks
The nina, it's all on my lap
You run up on mе, you get clapped, ayy
I love thе way you make it clap, bae
These n*ggas be fake as a b*tch
You know that these n*ggas gon' act, bae
Yeah, I love the lean, I just be pouring up Act', bae
A four and a eighth of the Sprite to be exact, bae