Feel better (6kFly remix) Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, I got junkies on my phone And them niggas steady callin', how the fuck

He 16

And that young nigga ballin' how the fuck he 16

Ayy, I got junkies on my phone And them niggas steady callin', how the fuck

He 16

And that young nigga ballin' Count that money like machine, cause I ain't

Got no feelings And for my cousin, I ain't stoppin' till I'm touchin' a million

Foreign bitch inside the trap, I think she Brazilian They used to flex when I was broke, when I

get rich, I'm gon' kill em Cash money on my mind, man, that shit on my mental

I put the choppa to his mouth, I put it straight to his dental

These niggas thinkin' that they safe, but this shit gon' get settled

Ex bitch, she was trippin', wish that I ain't never met her

When I get rich, she comin' back, but I can't go cause I ain't tender

Only reason I'm smoke Za , cause it cope with my temper

How I'm bouncin' out the whip, gon' give him somethin' to remember

Yo' bitch, she bouncin' on my dick, I fucked her up, she need a stretcher

I was broker than a bitch, but somehow I got blessed

Smokin' za, and sellin' za, hell nah, I ain't stressed

I'm whipping up a brick with bro, and you know that shit stretched

Yeah, I served your dawg lean, and that shit got cut

I know I close I'm goin' hard, so I can't give it up

I'm pullin' up like monkey bars, you think you fuckin' with us

You know this shit was hard, but a nigga came up

We got guns and drugs, police can't tame us

Bitch, I'm trappin' and I'm rappin', I know I'm bout to be famous

All this money that I'm gettin', man, you know it's contagious