SMAKTI ft. Bakti Lyrics

Feeling down, top me up

Feeling down, just top me up

Feeling down, top me up

Feeling down, just top me

Feeling down (feeling down)

Just top me up (top me up)

Feeling down (feeling down)

Just top me up (top me up)

Feeling down (feeling what)

Top me up (top me up)

I'm feeling down (feeling down)

Just top me up

My name is Bakti, and I just be sliding on beats on the low in the cut and the freeski

All of these brodies can't be me, all of these brodies can't beat me

Got all these girls on my celly and yeah they is ready to slide and pull up on my woah

Hold up yo I'ma calm down and yeah

Nobody knew me before now they listen to me now they coming around and yeah

I don't know why they try to go test me none of these brodies can best me

Y'all just gon have to arrest me to stop me from going insane like somebody possessed Me

I'm about to settle the score feeling it all up in my core

Windows go up from the door slam my gas to the floor

I don't give a damn anymore I can not scram anymore

This fine girl said to me I'm gon feel her down and she'll top me up

I told her that she gon have to go crazy you talk to me you better turn me up

I'm down for whatever baby just whenever you ride with the kid, yeah you know I ain't Playing

Slide to my crib and we messing around I ain't need her to leave and she want to be Staying

I'm back on my bad timing they hating cause I'm shining in they mind they on sad timing

Yeah they stay whining but for me yeah I stay vibing every mountain I keep climbing

And I ain't stopping I'ma go where the real rocking I'ma go where the real flocking

And it's too easy cause I know I'ma keep walking every step yeah I stay locked in

Feeling down, just top me up just

I'm feeling down just, just top me up just

I'm feeling down, just top me up like

I'm feeling down, just top me up just

I'm feeling down, just top me up just

I'm feeling down, just top me up like

I'm feeling down just top me like

I'm feeling down, just top me up

Where I start? Fingers ain't for painting but I still might call it art

All black on me I'm in a party after dark

Needa girl from overseas and bring her right here to New York (right to New York)

Mi amor, I ain't got no heart went to store and got it bought

Too much on my mind feel I do this just for sport

Look up in my eyes ain't no talking anymore (what you mean)

Wait, let's not talk about it

Ain't no John Smith why she thinking that she Pocahontas

Ain't no save station either play or get played by it

And if shawty for the streets ain't no way around it

This is wally wally get up off my body body

Nike shoes and Nike socks she think that I'm a baller prolly

(Dammit Scotty) beam me up

Always keep the meaty tucked and it pack a feeding (huh)

My ex's in a room and call it toys r us

(God damn) oh oh, (oh oh) oh no

When the druggies kick in on adventures like I'm jojo

You see why, ion really do this I'm in slo mo

Two hours turn to three like I'm dame from the logo, just step

Outside for this wind D this a four for four like I can barely offer mo (uh uh)

Holy smokes, I can see it all I got four eyes and telescope

Ion go to church she hit her knees and caught the holy ghost like

Where I start? Fingers ain't for painting but I still might call it art

All black on me I'm in a party after dark

Needa girl from overseas and bring her right here to New York (right to New York)

Mi amor, I ain't got no heart went to store and got it bought

Too much on my mind feel I do this just for sport

Look up in my eyes ain't no talking anymore like what you mean

Yeah what you mean when you say that I'ma outta pocket

If you look into my pockets you gon see some profits

Now let's change the topic flying on this beat just like a rocket

Flying out this world I swear that I just seen some comets

Oh yeah I been this oh yeah I been that on god I am not from this world I spin that

On god I'm in that time I speak of I might mess around and look for rappers as a reaper

Until then, just listen to my rhymes and blast them speakers

Where I start

Call it art

After dark

To New York

Mi amor

Got it bought

Just for sport

Anymore like what you mean