I Can't Feel My Face ft. Joeyy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking no date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking 'bout date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face
Turn a lemon lime soda the same color grape
I pop a pill that made you nod just to stay up late
It might be heat inside this Goyard you should play it safe
I hit the Saks and then I ball like Andrew Tate
Pill dissipates and now I'm me again
Three pill it's a oxy and acetaminophen
Walk into the CVS like "Ha, yeah it's me again"
We getting fried we don't wake up 'til the evening
They wanna know the meaning but
Forgot what it was
Pour a four in a diet coke just because
I'm at the show I'm flicking up with fans they showing love
They don't know that I be off three different drugs
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking no date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking 'bout date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face
It's Holly and Joey
These niggas be hoey
I just poured up a foury
Like TIP you don't even know me
No homo shooters come blow you I ain't talking no blow job
I'm turned the fuck up like a doorknob
She told me she wanna fuck on a robot
I ride around thirty something shots
If you hop in my car with no glock I'ma pull that bitch over & stop
I got that real molly on me nigga so you can come get you a rock
Try that fuck shit in my shop
Get yo ass popped
I put in work no clock
Trap trap trap I give a fuck 'bout this rap
Most of these rap niggas cap
She make it clap
I'm off of narcotics no nap
Sitting back counting a stack
Thuka sitting right on my lap
Mixing the drank w D'usse
I'll up these racks in a fuck nigga face
I'm rolling so hard I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking no date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I'm sipping all this lean cause I fuck with the taste
No homo shooters come take you out ain't talking 'bout date
If you ain't talking no guap then get the fuck out my face