How It Feel
Bitch I'm rockin' a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up and pop a seal nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel baby
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Heard you getting money how you feelin nigga
I been stackin money to the ceilin nigga
Had to cut em off I heard he squealin
If they give me life a nigga gon appeal it
Money make the world turn
Money make the world turn
Got my haters salty
Got them niggas catching heartburn
I was in the streets
Just tryna show this shit was hard earned
Bbs's in my chain I'm giving niggas sunburn
Riding with the shooters
And you know they bout to murder sum
He ain't bout that life
That luh nigga ain't finna hurt nothin'
I was in the Bando weighing over I had to make sum
I rather catch a bullet before I let a nigga take sum
I was selling pills on the low I had to shake sum
Shawty got a ass bend it over baby shake sum
If she ain't a dime I'ma fuck around an make her one
Fuck them lil losses pussy nigga I ain't taking one
They say them straps is legal in New York
I'm still bringin one
30 kills wit me nigga I ain't just bring one
I be in the gutta wit the hooligan
Shoot at chu reload an' then I shoot again
Diamonds reel these bitches in
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an' pop a sill nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Ima show these niggas where I came from
I shot four niggas wit the same gun
Feds came to me I ain't say nun
Ima fuck around an' have to spray sum
You dealing wit a real one how it feel baby
Shout out to the streets Westin' dale baby
I was on the moon rock in Atlanta an I'm still faded
I been gettin money now my sudden vision gated
My circle small so you niggas cannot penetrate it
I know her type she just want a lil penetration
Beef wit me we grab them choppas an we invade it
Knock you off pop sum bottles an we celebrate it
She just wanna take me dick an' marinate it
I grab sum gold
An let them diamonds come an' marinate it
I was in the jungle I was stuck inside a bubble
We don't fight an tussle
We just grab them straps an' busem
I heard you snitchin' yeh
I heard you snitchin' on ya friends
Last nigga tried me he was neva seen again
I left that hoe alone we can neva be again
Run off wit a packin' you a neva eat again
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an pop a sill nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you gettin money how it feel nigga
I heard you gettin money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up and pop a seal nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel baby
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Heard you getting money how you feelin nigga
I been stackin money to the ceilin nigga
Had to cut em off I heard he squealin
If they give me life a nigga gon appeal it
Money make the world turn
Money make the world turn
Got my haters salty
Got them niggas catching heartburn
I was in the streets
Just tryna show this shit was hard earned
Bbs's in my chain I'm giving niggas sunburn
Riding with the shooters
And you know they bout to murder sum
He ain't bout that life
That luh nigga ain't finna hurt nothin'
I was in the Bando weighing over I had to make sum
I rather catch a bullet before I let a nigga take sum
I was selling pills on the low I had to shake sum
Shawty got a ass bend it over baby shake sum
If she ain't a dime I'ma fuck around an make her one
Fuck them lil losses pussy nigga I ain't taking one
They say them straps is legal in New York
I'm still bringin one
30 kills wit me nigga I ain't just bring one
I be in the gutta wit the hooligan
Shoot at chu reload an' then I shoot again
Diamonds reel these bitches in
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an' pop a sill nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Ima show these niggas where I came from
I shot four niggas wit the same gun
Feds came to me I ain't say nun
Ima fuck around an' have to spray sum
You dealing wit a real one how it feel baby
Shout out to the streets Westin' dale baby
I was on the moon rock in Atlanta an I'm still faded
I been gettin money now my sudden vision gated
My circle small so you niggas cannot penetrate it
I know her type she just want a lil penetration
Beef wit me we grab them choppas an we invade it
Knock you off pop sum bottles an we celebrate it
She just wanna take me dick an' marinate it
I grab sum gold
An let them diamonds come an' marinate it
I was in the jungle I was stuck inside a bubble
We don't fight an tussle
We just grab them straps an' busem
I heard you snitchin' yeh
I heard you snitchin' on ya friends
Last nigga tried me he was neva seen again
I left that hoe alone we can neva be again
Run off wit a packin' you a neva eat again
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an pop a sill nigga
Cum here baby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
She coolin' wit a real one how it feel baby
Heard you gettin money how it feel nigga
I heard you gettin money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How da fuck you real an' you squeal nigga
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Writer(s): Tysen Bolding, Cameron White
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