Can't Feel My Face

Yeah, ya dig what I'm saying?
Reporting live from
Open outtatation yeah
SSETLIFE
Ya'll ready to die?
Ya dig

Big flex, y'all niggas know they can't test that
Posted on the block with the FN
Chop a nigga soul, with the FN (Yuh, ayy)
Red flags, fuck nigga know he can't test that
Whipping in the Mazi gotta flex that
Whipping in an Audi gotta stretch that

Yeah, uhh, break that bitch whole like a Kitkat
Lil bitch say she can't take dick
Lil bitch say she can't take that
I'm off the drank, where the tec at?
Hunnit band, hunnit band get it
And a nigga walk around with it
Look up in the sky, that griffin (SSET!)
Nigga want beef lets get it (Lets get it)

Ouu, I pour a six in the crush it's a must
Smoke on a backwood, that shit full of must
I just went fucked up and turned it to lust
Tell that bitch, suck that dick, you cannot rush
Tell that bitch suck on that dick with no rubber
Ayy, yeah I lay that dick down with that bitch under covers
I'm the king kiss the crown the raw penis get snuggled
Yeah my bitch put it down and that pussy get smuggled

I pull up like, VV's, I hope these niggas see me
Ratchet bitch, now she wanna eat me
She say she saw me on TV
She know I feed her that PP
White bitch, she go and buy DD's
She ride on that dick like a CZ
Black panther, Wakanda my pinky, ya dig me
Play that hoe heart like a harp
My bullets sharper than darts
Kush it be loud like a fart
I got that iron like my name Tony Stark

Hunnit band, hunnit band get it
Running like the gingerbread with it
Nigga wanna be like griffin
Nigga want beef, lets get it
Hunnit band, hunnit band get it
Running like the gingerbread with it
Nigga wanna be like griffin
Nigga want beef, lets get it

Okay, ya dig
Dig that, ya dig?
On god, hill
Huh, huh



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Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Jimmy Duval, Isaiah Rivera
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