HOW I FEEL Lyrics

Had to tell that bitch how I feel (How I feel)

I got all this Wok in my gills (Ay)

Had to ask that bitch how you feel (How you feel)

Lookin at my shoes, I'm in the field (Ay)

Sippin' on that wok, now I drop (Now I drop)

Sippin' on Selene, she won't talk (Ay)

I can't fukk with niggas that's a cop (That's a cop)

Bussin' with that choppa' let it walk (Ay)

It's on my side, you won't know how them niggas float

When I keep a nine to decide how it go

I don't fukkin' lose at shit, I just lose them fukkin' hoes

Let em go

I'll just grab another shawty at the sto'

Pass that wood to lil baddie, she gon' likk it till it smoke

She gon' tukk it like it's Russian, cause she take it till she choke

This ain't lean, it's some super green

Eyes poppin like beans, let me float

She like woah

How you do that there

Make the bitch get scared, it's a show

She can't see the sky

Cause the whole time she was here, she feel woke

How the fukk you know

There ain't none to tell for these hoes, don't lose yo folk

She gon lose my time, cause the whole night we just vibin' I don't know

It ain't some for me when the whole party just gliding off that dope

I ain't smoke a nigga, I just hit his sister for the throat, that's how it go

When that bitch be riding, she so Supersonic

Had to get out of my conscious

How the fukk we here when the city can't find it

I'm like how ironic, fukked her till she demonic

When I'm up inside it

She want me to make a promise

So I had to be honest, I'm like nah bitch

Had to tell my bro (Huh)

Had to that bitch (Huh)

Had to tell these niggas I'm a get that shit legit (Uh)

Had to tell my bro (Uh)

Had to that bitch (Huh)

Had to tell these niggas I'm a get that shit legit (Uh)

How the fukk you know (Huh)

If you got no smoke (Huh)

How the fukk you know (Uh)

If you got no smoke (Huh)

How the fukk you do that there

How you do that there

Mufukka, I don't fukkin' care

Make that bitch get weird (Be like)

Had to tell that bitch how I feel (How I feel) (Ay ay ay)

I got all this Wok in my gills (Ay)

Had to ask that bitch how you feel (How you feel)

Lookin at my shoes, I'm in the field (Ay) (Yeah)

Sippin' on that wok, now I drop (Now I drop)

Sippin' on Selene, she won't talk (Ay ay ay)

I can't fukk with niggas that's a cop (That's a cop)

Bussin' with that choppa' let it walk (Ay)