Fuck How You Feel ft. BigBabyGucci Lyrics

Give a fuck how you feel

All of my niggas be reckless, they pop out and pop you for real

This ain't no drill, I keep that fire beside me

I drop you and roll through your crib

Keep four-five like I'm Jordan with Wizards

Don't need to know what I pour in my cup, bitch I'm sippin'

Twenty-five but I'm holdin' some fifties

Trade it for hundreds, just so I round out the digits

I don't even like to be sayin' too much

Type to sit back in that room and just listen

Money be callin', make sure I don't miss it

Mixin' up somethin', I don't know but I'm twistin'

And I don't even like to lock lips with these bitches

Unless they on they knees, then I tell them to kiss it

Look in my eyes and they know I'm the ticket

I tell them to ride and don't stop till I'm finished

You know that I'm high, I'm pushin' my limits

On cloud nine, I'm flyin' with pigeons

Load up the ride, drive by like it's Wendy's

Big four-five like Jordan with Wizards

Package delivered, out in L.A. smokin' gas

I'm startin' to feel like a Clipper

Was pick of the litter, all of my niggas some dogs

The dog on my hip call him Clifford

Give a fuck how you feel

All of my niggas be reckless, they pop out and pop you for real

This ain't no drill, I keep that fire beside me

I drop you and roll through your crib

Keep four-five like I'm Jordan with Wizards

Don't need to know what I pour in my cup, bitch I'm sippin'

Twenty-five but I'm holdin' some fifties

Trade it for hundreds, just so I round out the digits

Give a fuck how you feel

Fuck these bitches, I'm drownin' down inside my riches

I'ma call the baby like a lil' kitten

I ain't wanna fuck her, but you know I did it

Twenty-seven, lucky like the number seven

Trippin' with the diggers, seven to the reverend

Make more than my teachers think they need a lesson

Take one sip of the Wok and I go in like damn

Put a switch on my Glock boy you better get down

I step on that Wok, I guess that's what I'm sayin'

Damn, you a find your potential fuckin with me

And I'm that Curry with that shoot from the three

And I spend at' like ten to chop out a seat

Ha, ayy, and I told her fire, suckin' on my meat now

Yeah, and I treat her thighs and legs living like treats now

You ain't good for nothin', so you leech, now

Nigga, ain't no run, we cut up yo feet now

Give a fuck how you feel

All of my niggas be reckless, they pop out and pop you for real

This ain't no drill, I keep that fire beside me

I drop you and roll through your crib

Keep four-five like I'm Jordan with Wizards

Don't need to know what I pour in my cup, bitch I'm sippin'

Twenty-five but I'm holdin' some fifties

Trade it for hundreds, just so I round out the digits

Give a fuck how you feel

All of my niggas be reckless, they pop out and pop you for real

This ain't no drill, I keep that fire beside me

I drop you and roll through your crib

Keep four-five like I'm Jordan with Wizards

Don't need to know what I pour in my cup, bitch I'm sippin'

Twenty-five but I'm holdin' some fifties

Trade it for hundreds, just so I round out the digits