How Im Feeling lyrics

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Ayo, it's that Bando n*gga (Elvis)
Up a O and I'm adding a K, n*gga
Gang, gang, gang
RPT, 4sev', 4sev'
Like, like, why n*ggas always on di*k, like
Like, they never on sh*t
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

[Verse]
Monterey n*ggas always on di*k (Like, what?)
Milly lacked and got beat with a stick, like (n*gga, suck my di*k)
Wan Billy trash, why you keep tryna diss? (On bro)
And that n*gga C Blu is a kid, like (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Spin through the Sev tryna catch me a Flock (Like, what?)
Smoking Nazzy, he got put in a box, like (Nazzy)
Like, Jacob a di*k, heard he died with his knock (Jacob)
If that was me, would have dumped every shot
Smoking Noah and Yellow and Diddy (On bro)
OYK, we who running the city (Like, what? Like, what?)
Catch a O, then we make him get jiggy, like (Like, likе)
Spin through the T's, Gunna throwing like 50 (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Headshots, thеn his chest or his neck (Like, what?)
Ankle shot, watch him crawl to his death (JayRipK)
Beat a O, they ain't come and spin yet, like (Don't run, don't run)
How many times we gon' purge through they 'jects? (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Dissing bro, but they really sit back (Like, what?)
GBG, but they keep getting clapped (Suck my di*k)
RPT, EBK, they know that, like (On bro)
Big FTO, it ain't just for the tracks (On bro, on bro)
DThang told me like, "Brodie it's lit" (Like, what?)
f*ck a deal, n*gga pass me the grip (On bro, like, what?)
Spin in tints and that whip getting flipped, like (Grrah-grrah, boom)
How many opps gon' die on they strip (Grrah-grrah, boom)
n*ggas diss, but who spinning my block? (On bro)
Mott a b*tch he don't play with no chop
Say my name every song get that lil' n*gga dropped (Grrah)
He a fan tryna move like a opp (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
n*ggas b*tches, how you talk on the guys and your gang was just jacking you snitching? (Like, what? Like, what?)
f*ck the dissing, we can link up in person, 'cause I ain't really on that kid sh*t
What they chattin' bout? (On bro)
Said Lee Drilly my brother, y'all know what we on when the ratchets out (Grrah-grrah, boom)
They don't spin, tryna rap for clout
Oh, it's lit? Say that, couple shots 'fore he back it out (Grrt, boom, boom, boom)
Die Oz, b*tch they know what we on (On bro)
Tryna spin, but they never perform
Catch a O, take a trip watch 'em cap in they songs (On bro)
Dissing bro, but they hurt all alone (n*gga, suck my di*k)
Don't lack, don't lack, don't trip (At all)
Catch a Flock, send him up to JayRipK (On bro)
Spin the Rey tryna catch us a crip, like (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Spot 'em, we got 'em, know he getting hit (Don't run)
Can't fold, can't lack, won't switch (At all)
Gunna with me, told brodie, "Don't miss" (Grrah-grrah, boom)
If it jam, he get beat with the grip, like (Like, what?)
Suck my di*k, n*ggas never on sh*t (Grrah-grrah, boom)
[Outro]
Don't lack, don't lack, don't trip
Catch a Flock, send him up to JayRipK
Spin the Rey tryna catch us a crip, like
Spot 'em, we got 'em, know he getting hit
n*gga, suck my di*k
I get a feeling that I
Never, never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I
Never, never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah