Feel Lyke ft. retrososa & gorycris Lyrics

Hey what it feel like

Turn that bitch a party

Tell that bitch

Hey what it feel like

Lil bitch she go retarded

Ask that bitch

Hey what it feel like

To high I can see Martians

They all asking

Hey what it feel like

Hey what it feel like

Turn that bitch a party

Lil bitch she go retarded

To high I can see Martians

I'm in that shit like the heat that is causing the arson

Your little bitch on my dick and you know what she want so I give her the mufucking target

Got me a blunt on my lap and I need me a lighter so we can just smoke and I spark it

Got your lil bitch up up all on my dick and you know that she really just be on that thot shit

She wanting me but I do not want her at the end of the day her feelings are not shit

She be like Virgo why will you not love me

Damn Virgo you really be so toxic

I got a Glock and I'm feeling nice

Pull up on you in a all black beamer turn in to a dark knight

In the H we in the spotlight

Bitch might

Turn to a flirt

Pop a lil perk

I'm with the shits, So you know I'm off earth

Pockets stay fat, Bitches stay on my nerves

Bitches stay low bitches switch and they swerve

Sipping on drank, Losing control

I Carry a stick, Bitch I carry a pole

Your cards they be shit so I had to reroll

I got a Glock and I'm feeling nice

Pull up on you in a all black beamer turn in to a dark knight

Hey what it feel like

Turn that bitch a party

Tell that bitch

Hey what it feel like

Lil bitch she go retarded

Ask that bitch

Hey what it feel like

To high I can see Martians

They all asking

Hey what it feel like

They asking like what it just feel like, I feel like Virgo all up in my real life

I got a Glock and it feel nice, bitch listen I'm talking, Can you feel Vice

I can not fuck her if she is not sucking and gripping it tight like a steel vice

I bully the kitty, She looking so pretty, She begging VV please stay the night

Hey what it feel like

Hey hey

Hey what it feel like

Turn up bitch go party

Hey what it feel like

Pullup in that Rarri

Hey what it feel like

Please do not get me started

Cut that hoe off we departed

She say tryna say that I'm awesome

But it's obvious she off the molly

Percocets up in my pocket

Ion think ima ever stop popping

And the 40 be doing the damage

But I'm pulling up with a chopper

Most of these niggas, no they ain't no rockstars

Dreads in my hair I feel like a Rasta

Mexican mami she calling me papa

We taking off like a mf rocket

My 30 my soda I popped

That 30 that perky I popped it

That bullet it's goin hit his socket

Ask how I'm doing I say that I'm locked in