Do You Feel Me
Know ya feel the pain
Know that they feel ya pain
Know ya feel the pain
Know ya feel the pain
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gone See the real me
See the real me
Hell yeaahhh
Aye
Designer my waist
Designer her face
I Sip that lean i pop my shit yeaa
My girl right there that bitch so bad i Might take the risk yea
All These diamonds in my mouth i Iced my neck and iced my wrist yea
Like the way i talk my shit yea
Diamonds make the camera glitch Yea
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gon see The real me
Like key satana i got these niggas They wanna steal mee
I got some niggas who gon pull up And gone drill for me
These niggas be acting like hoes but Know we aint digging that
We might just pull up on the spot Take ya pack
And you know you ain't Getting it back
Im so hot right now you might get a Tan
Diamonds on me and they hittin man
Like a track meet i got hittas in a Sprinter van
Fuck them niggas they know I'm the Realest in
Pray to God at night for all my sins
I need that red eye
I been ballin ever since
Them pussy ass niggas be talking all That hot shit
We gon step on them like some lint
100,000 in apartments
Like Master P yea bitch I ain't go no Limit
7.62s we on that lean we spit them Carbons
Gone leave his ass laid out like the B.E.T. awards red carpet
Put 6 on my back like a touchdown
Nigga reach for my chain he get Touched now
Cut these demons off i need that Maybach
Then them niggas went And brought the royce out
Hell yeah
Imma pop my shit like just its crisco
So many diamonds in this A.P. face My wrist looking like a disco
The way i hit the pussy from the back Make her scream like i made a field Goal
I got ten bad bitches in the pool bae
She gon fuck on my nigga if i say so
Like a bonfire he want real smoke
Aye
Designer my waist
Designer her face
I Sip that lean i pop my shit yeaa
My girl right there that bitch so bad i Might take the risk yea
All These diamonds in my mouth i Iced my neck and iced my wrist yea
Like the way i talk my shit yea
Diamonds make the camera glitch Yea
Do ya do ya
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gon see The real me
Like key satana i got these niggas They wanna steal mee
I got some niggas who gon pull up And gone drill for me
I pop my shit yea
Might just take that risk yea
And ice my wrist yea
Shit yea
Camera glitch yea
Feel me
You gone see the real me
They wanna steal me
Drill for me
Know that they feel ya pain
Know ya feel the pain
Know ya feel the pain
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gone See the real me
See the real me
Hell yeaahhh
Aye
Designer my waist
Designer her face
I Sip that lean i pop my shit yeaa
My girl right there that bitch so bad i Might take the risk yea
All These diamonds in my mouth i Iced my neck and iced my wrist yea
Like the way i talk my shit yea
Diamonds make the camera glitch Yea
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gon see The real me
Like key satana i got these niggas They wanna steal mee
I got some niggas who gon pull up And gone drill for me
These niggas be acting like hoes but Know we aint digging that
We might just pull up on the spot Take ya pack
And you know you ain't Getting it back
Im so hot right now you might get a Tan
Diamonds on me and they hittin man
Like a track meet i got hittas in a Sprinter van
Fuck them niggas they know I'm the Realest in
Pray to God at night for all my sins
I need that red eye
I been ballin ever since
Them pussy ass niggas be talking all That hot shit
We gon step on them like some lint
100,000 in apartments
Like Master P yea bitch I ain't go no Limit
7.62s we on that lean we spit them Carbons
Gone leave his ass laid out like the B.E.T. awards red carpet
Put 6 on my back like a touchdown
Nigga reach for my chain he get Touched now
Cut these demons off i need that Maybach
Then them niggas went And brought the royce out
Hell yeah
Imma pop my shit like just its crisco
So many diamonds in this A.P. face My wrist looking like a disco
The way i hit the pussy from the back Make her scream like i made a field Goal
I got ten bad bitches in the pool bae
She gon fuck on my nigga if i say so
Like a bonfire he want real smoke
Aye
Designer my waist
Designer her face
I Sip that lean i pop my shit yeaa
My girl right there that bitch so bad i Might take the risk yea
All These diamonds in my mouth i Iced my neck and iced my wrist yea
Like the way i talk my shit yea
Diamonds make the camera glitch Yea
Do ya do ya
Do you feel me
You try to cross me over you gon see The real me
Like key satana i got these niggas They wanna steal mee
I got some niggas who gon pull up And gone drill for me
I pop my shit yea
Might just take that risk yea
And ice my wrist yea
Shit yea
Camera glitch yea
Feel me
You gone see the real me
They wanna steal me
Drill for me
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Writer(s): Melvin Russell Iii
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