FEEL IT lyrics

Man, this beat is uncirc*mcised

Pop two bands and I'm feelin' mad crazy
Suck on his di*k and I'm feelin' mad lazy
Blow his back out, made my di*k go rainy
I do not care b*tch
Wait I got a baby?
Eat his ass out from the back, never lack
f*ck on a b*tch, I mean man, made me gag
Make sure I'm psycho when I'm suckin' on me gaggin'
I know he's so big, it's the way that he packin

Three bullets they gon all connect like it's wifi
I be in my PRIME and I'm not talkin' KSI
I be with your girl, and we're playin' on a DSI
Now i just took her out to the lake
And we're playin' eye spy
Wait...
Where the hoes at?
Need a girl to step on me like I was just a doormat
Walk into the club, fit fresh, peep the top hat
And if you'rе gonna talk at least put it in a format
(Like MLA, or somethin, idk)

Hеy Klover, nah I'm just playing let me start this over
What should I rap about I'm getting older
I think even mature and think this sh*t over
But, there's anime titties
Sanrio shawty say hello to your kitty
That b*tch is real bad and she up in my city
Anime girls they can take both my kidneys
Do girls exist I wouldn't f*cking know
You know who's bad kung fu panda po
Tigris a b*tch I'm smoking on her pack
Wubba a cutey he drains out my sack
We boutta blow I'm not talkin' ladin
He tried to diss me I pulled up and shot him
He outta breathe he come out of it scoffing
If you talkin' sh*t i'll put you in a coffin

No fights
Tired of living those lonely nights
Stay under the covers baby we turn off the lights
All into the freaky sh*t she nibbles and she bites
Me and you baby time to reach some new heights

KitKat paddy-wack, give a dog a bone
I dont know what I mean, but f*ck that alone
Can someone please pay me, Imma need me a loan
I'm being evicted, need an EP to postpone

Klover you cool but man you got a dumpy
Can't say that, so say it to Racc stumpy
Diz you a psycho but cool with the sauce
f*ck off Alan, look like sh*tty Bob Ross
Reap you sound scary but dripped out the wazoo
How the f*ck you rhyme with wazoo?
Motherf*cker's ginger and you know who you are
Alan on sight, I'll hit you with my car
I'm smokin' that pack til sundown b*tch
I'll combo on your ass, and I'll stream it on Twitch
Didn't even swing yet, so why you got a flinch
You talk like you're tough, but you cry like a b*tch
Sure you have more clout than me, okay?
But people don't know you're really gay
So I really think you should go away
Because your bars

Alan that sh*t was trash, lemme show you how it's done

Klover you ain't no baddie, I'm yo daddy
Diz is a disaster, now where the f*ck is addy?
Kwito rappin fast, sounds like bologna
What's Ghosts Only? Sounds emo and lonely
Y'all sound like sh*t, as Alan wash the dishes
Reap gettin' tatted ratatouille with the swiss
For the rest of you guys, go sh*t in your britches
Man you guys really get no b*tches
¡incluyéndote a ti Alan! (Including you Alan!)
The Spanish bar?

Pop two bands and I'm feelin' mad crazy
Suck on his di*k and I'm feelin' mad lazy
Blow his back out, made my di*k go rainy
I do not care b*tch
Wait I got a baby?
Eat his ass out from the back, never lack
f*ck on a b*tch, I mean man, made me gag
Make sure I'm psycho when I'm suckin on me gaggin'
I know he's so big, it's the way that he packin