Feelings lyrics

[Intro]
(This is what dying feels like)
(Dylvinci got the code)
(I really like to use cash)

[Chorus]
I said b*tch I'll show a n*gga how to move
Thought he was one n*gga but he two
I get the lean I'ma pour it in juice
The next time you see him, it’s on the news
I be in my bag, he thought I was blue
I see why you mad, n*gga got a clue
Been sipping this lean so long, I can't even feel it
Percocet make me turn into a villain
Real hot boy he thought I was a skillet
I see your feelings
I f*ck this b*tch and I make that hoe feel it
You get caught down on my block you gon' get it
I'm like “you kidding?”

[Verse]
Yuh my shooters on
My pockets on
He said I was broke
I know you a dummy
Serving n*ggas but I f*ck with a junky
I made the trap jump like a bunny
I get this Glock n*gga that sh*t roni
Had your ass running
She like to play, some game
Get away from these lames
Know you can't hang
b*tch not a chance
I got my wrist stuck in the rain
I'm in designer n*gga rocking plain
I'm smoking dope, I'm high like a plane
[Chorus]
I said b*tch I'll show a n*gga how to move
Thought he was one n*gga but he two
I get the lean I'ma pour it in juice
The next time you see him, it’s on the news
I be in my bag, he thought I was blue
I see why you mad, n*gga got a clue
Been sipping this lean so long, I can't even feel it
Percocet make me turn into a villain
Real hot boy he thought I was a skillet
I see your feelings
I f*ck this b*tch and I make that hoe feel it
You get caught down on my block you gon' get it
I'm like “you kidding?”

[Verse]
Thought you was known
I told that lil' ass n*gga had to go
I told that lil' ass b*tch, gotta go
Yeah I thought you was known
I'm like ET I can't my ass home
She just a bussdown, she don't belong
Real n*ggas recognize really you wrong
You like the cheese, I got them knots
She like my beats, cause them sh*ts bop
She like my meat, all on her tongue
I make you weak, off of them dots
I'm fresh as hell, I can't take you to prom
She on my sleeve, like it was long
I don't belong
[Chorus]
I said b*tch I'll show a n*gga how to move
Thought he was one n*gga but he two
I get the lean I'ma pour it in juice
The next time you see him, on the news
I be in my bag, he thought I was blue
I see why you mad, n*gga got a clue
Been sipping this lean so long, I can't even feel it
Percocet make me turn into a villain
Real hot boy he thought I was a skillet
I see your feelings
I f*ck this b*tch and I make that hoe feel it
You get caught down on my block you gon' get it
I'm like “you kidding?”