Feelin' Good
Yeah, I feel good feel good feel good
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Regret
I love count money till my fingers hurt
Regret
Fuck around, put your face on the shirt
Bop
I shout without the dialect
I told her when I start moving
Ain't wait so you better get it back
Nobody was there for me when I was down
Broke and sad
Being in the struggle made me get off my ass
Little bitch with some class
Sipping dance off the glass
And the youngin with me teed up
Lit ready to blast
You ain't talking paper
Whole lot of cash
You can miss me with that
Stacking up this paper
Roll the blunt while I'm writing up this track
Sleeping on the porch
I ain't going back to that
Riding with my youngin
And I don't know how to act
Smoking on this gas
And I ain't touching that
Smack up on the ass
With a whole lot of stacks
Grip
Bitch we gon' stack up on that
Sitting still in Arizona
Blood sloping, beribbon running
Got me feeling good
Mentorship big face
Got me feeling good
Smashing open show
Got a big feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Before and back to back
Can you picture my team
Diamonds sittin special
on my neck
Especially on my niggas
Pockets full of guala
Nigga did come for that
Now I walk in the room
You know I come for that
She only around me
Cause she know I gotta a Bag
But Gritt don't give her cash
Just Give her dick and dash
Fucked up some paper on the watch
But that's why I got more than a stash
Sipping on these Xanax
Trying not to crash
Fuck it with my paper
Nigga I'm a spaz
Fuck it with my high
Nigga I'm a spaz
It's shorty from the back
Then go count them stacks
Roll up another blunt
Then go count them stacks
Crush up some Xanax
And put em in the Arizona
Middle finger to my opponents
It's free stack gang
Stacking up a bag
Xanax in the Arizona
Got me feeling good
Blunt stuff in marijuana
Got me feeling good
Pocket stuffed with big faces
Got me feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
C'mon Say it
Say it
Say it
C'mon Say it
Say it
Say it
C'mon Say it
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Yeah, I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I'm feeling good
Regret
I love count money till my fingers hurt
Regret
Fuck around, put your face on the shirt
Bop
I shout without the dialect
I told her when I start moving
Ain't wait so you better get it back
Nobody was there for me when I was down
Broke and sad
Being in the struggle made me get off my ass
Little bitch with some class
Sipping dance off the glass
And the youngin with me teed up
Lit ready to blast
You ain't talking paper
Whole lot of cash
You can miss me with that
Stacking up this paper
Roll the blunt while I'm writing up this track
Sleeping on the porch
I ain't going back to that
Riding with my youngin
And I don't know how to act
Smoking on this gas
And I ain't touching that
Smack up on the ass
With a whole lot of stacks
Grip
Bitch we gon' stack up on that
Sitting still in Arizona
Blood sloping, beribbon running
Got me feeling good
Mentorship big face
Got me feeling good
Smashing open show
Got a big feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah im feeling good, I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Before and back to back
Can you picture my team
Diamonds sittin special
on my neck
Especially on my niggas
Pockets full of guala
Nigga did come for that
Now I walk in the room
You know I come for that
She only around me
Cause she know I gotta a Bag
But Gritt don't give her cash
Just Give her dick and dash
Fucked up some paper on the watch
But that's why I got more than a stash
Sipping on these Xanax
Trying not to crash
Fuck it with my paper
Nigga I'm a spaz
Fuck it with my high
Nigga I'm a spaz
It's shorty from the back
Then go count them stacks
Roll up another blunt
Then go count them stacks
Crush up some Xanax
And put em in the Arizona
Middle finger to my opponents
It's free stack gang
Stacking up a bag
Xanax in the Arizona
Got me feeling good
Blunt stuff in marijuana
Got me feeling good
Pocket stuffed with big faces
Got me feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
Yeah I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
C'mon Say it
Say it
Say it
C'mon Say it
Say it
Say it
C'mon Say it
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Writer(s): Joseph Jones
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