Dk How to Feel Ab It (feat. H2oDITMR)

Yea, niggas really broke, and they be stressed out Supposed to hit a right, I seen the jakes, and bust a left down Yea, I was on the east, I caught a play, I'm on the west now Look, I done put my all into that bitch just to get let down Yea, now I'll never trust another bitch again Let this bitch f*ck up my head, so I fucked her friend Yea, and if I catch you out, you better hope that my gun gone jam I ain't petty smokin' like you niggas, every blunt 4 grams I'll roll a wood 'fore I think about a bitch Nigga steady sippin' on IG, but his Wok be hit Nigga you can come and shop we me, cause my wok legit You ain't never had to run from twelve, or hop no fence Yea, I been sensin' niggas off lately I'm thinkin' should I hit up the doc, and tell him my cough crazy Yea, give me twenty minutes and a wood, I'm finna talk crazy Bust down a bow I'm finna sell that bitch in all eighthy's Yea, long live Chevp, I miss my nigga Jonny If a nigga disrespect 'em, Ima catch a body Know that I'll be straight, I just don't know how to feel about it Twenty racks in dubs in my pocket, got me feelin cocky Nigga why the f*ck would you cuff? You know she a thotty That bitch done let herself go, she got a bigger body Bae, I'm finna bust this nigga down, you better get behind me, niggas dedicate they life to hoes like that nigga Wall-E Twenty racks in dubs, got this shit from hangin' with the robbers I want a switchy on a hundred, get a bigger chopper Had thirty, prolly' turn my cousin to another popper I don't want to know this bitch name, what can I get up out her Road trips, I made friends with them out of towners If you try to send one of yo soldiers, its a fuckin' downer My bitch get the bag through, you cannot come around her Love at first sight, prolly, with the money counter I'm tired of niggas askin' 'bout a group, and I'm a fuckin' dub I'm tied in with the owners, get it in the club I'm the nigga go around yo mans, f*ck on who he love Mob outlets, and Darius gone be another plug Payin' for it clean, I got sales off another scrub I don't got no blood brothers, just another mud Ten in the club, so you see racks comin' from above My bitch bad, warmed up, gucci on her gloves I can't stop, I'll prolly' rap when I couldn't even think You not my brother, you a fan, we is not in sync Just bought my bitch a new bag, got it all in pink When you start to get this shit fast it was hard to blink No, I cant stop, ill prolly' rap when I couldn't even think You not my brother, you a fan we is not in sync Just bought my bitch a new bag got it all in pink Nigga, it was hard to blink