How I'm Feelin Lyrics

Niggas be out here act like bitches

That's why I mind my business, dawg

Ima just act like you won't never here

I don't even get in my feelings, nah

Never cappin my niggas, they know that I'm with it

Make a move, please don't get it twisted, nah

Still inside the mix, mmm

I'm still throwing my six up

Taking a picture out the bricks, mmm

Real talk, what I'm saying is real

Give a fuck bout how a nigga feel

Up the stick, we gone box him for real

Fuck them niggas, them niggas be squares

Smell the shit when its smoke in the air

Point away and I'm taking you there

From the back, Ima pull on her hair

This is how I'm feeling, yeah Hop in the car, I'm drifting off

Bitch goin crazy, just listen dawg

I love my bitch, she don't do no wrong

Ion fuck wit you niggas, I don't want no songs

At all

Been had the bitch, she was giving me jaw

Im smoking backwoods, I don't smoke raw

Cash out with the whole damn team

Why the hell you be mad at me

I can put the shit on with a fresh white tee

Put it on if the shit say, geek

On the way home, babygirl don't tweak

You can do all that chattin but don't mention me

I be high as a bitch, I keep rolling my weed

I be high as a bitch, I been smoking all week

I be smoking on za, man this shit ain't cheap

I had your bitch, back then on her knees

You had your bitch come crying to me

Just keep it pushing and keeping it P

P for Patron, take a shot just for me

Catch ya boy on the road, I be going top speed

Told her why my eyes so red

Told her, don't mind me

Dej Loaf, tell a nigga, try me

Got this shit in my veins, I don't need an IV

Nigga don't get mad when ya bitch by me

Get mad when she in my way

Hop on the road, Ima call up Tae

I make ya bitch back break

Cash be below my waist

This is how I'm feeling, yeah Hop in the car, I'm drifting off

Bitch goin crazy, just listen dawg

I love my bitch, she don't do no wrong

Ion fuck wit you niggas, I don't want no songs

At all

Been had the bitch, she was giving me jaw

Im smoking backwoods, I don't smoke raw

Cash out with the whole damn team

Why the hell you be mad at me

I can put the shit on with a fresh white tee

Put it on if the shit say, geek

On the way home, babygirl don't tweak

You can do all that chattin but don't mention me

I be high as a bitch, I keep rolling my weed