Can't Feel My Face
Aye
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like to race
You can add me on the book but just know I need myspace
Fuck this pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
I can't tell you why I fucked her, I don't even call her bae
She just want me to go faster, I just really like the pace
And she mad that I can't date, but I'm movin' state to state
And she ask me if I bake, I got gelato and some cake
I just wanted to be great, why these bitches gotta hate?
She told me to disappear, this ain't Wizards of Waverly Place
I can tell you gettin' big cause them beads don't fit your waist
Why you posin' with a sig when niggas got 308s
Niggas callin' me, twin, told him get up off of me
Damn my nigga grew his beard, now the hoes just flock to me
I'm still the same nigga that shop at the same Dollar Tree
Phone be on DND, so who the fuck be callin' me?
Drink in my cup, you can smell it from the jump
Ten in the clip, I'ma call it Cooper Kupp
If they lookin' at me, I'ma tell they ass wassup
If I bump this song then I know she gon' fuck
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like the race
You can add me on the book, but just know I need myspace
Fuck that pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
But I can tell you why I cracked the seal and poured it in a four
I can tell you why she got on heels while walkin' out the door
I can tell you a whole bunch of shit that you ain't gotta know
Like how to make some easy money and how to help a booty grow
Blacktivist gave me head, got me grippin' on her fro
Activist for the meds, got me sleepin' in the yo
I take a sip when I wake up, no ordinary cup of joe
Takin' shots in the clutch, Robert Horry on these hoes
My lil' bro takin' charge, but can you score it for me though
My main bitch actin' hard, she don't love me anymore
How the fuck you pull that card, then start goin' with the flow
Smith and Wesson bodyguard, tryna super soak that hoe
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like the race
You can add me on the book, but just know I need myspace
Fuck that pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
I don't even like the taste
I can't tell you why I popped it, now I can't feel my face
Now I can't feel my face
I don't even like the race
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like to race
You can add me on the book but just know I need myspace
Fuck this pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
I can't tell you why I fucked her, I don't even call her bae
She just want me to go faster, I just really like the pace
And she mad that I can't date, but I'm movin' state to state
And she ask me if I bake, I got gelato and some cake
I just wanted to be great, why these bitches gotta hate?
She told me to disappear, this ain't Wizards of Waverly Place
I can tell you gettin' big cause them beads don't fit your waist
Why you posin' with a sig when niggas got 308s
Niggas callin' me, twin, told him get up off of me
Damn my nigga grew his beard, now the hoes just flock to me
I'm still the same nigga that shop at the same Dollar Tree
Phone be on DND, so who the fuck be callin' me?
Drink in my cup, you can smell it from the jump
Ten in the clip, I'ma call it Cooper Kupp
If they lookin' at me, I'ma tell they ass wassup
If I bump this song then I know she gon' fuck
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like the race
You can add me on the book, but just know I need myspace
Fuck that pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
But I can tell you why I cracked the seal and poured it in a four
I can tell you why she got on heels while walkin' out the door
I can tell you a whole bunch of shit that you ain't gotta know
Like how to make some easy money and how to help a booty grow
Blacktivist gave me head, got me grippin' on her fro
Activist for the meds, got me sleepin' in the yo
I take a sip when I wake up, no ordinary cup of joe
Takin' shots in the clutch, Robert Horry on these hoes
My lil' bro takin' charge, but can you score it for me though
My main bitch actin' hard, she don't love me anymore
How the fuck you pull that card, then start goin' with the flow
Smith and Wesson bodyguard, tryna super soak that hoe
Catch me cruisin' in my whip cause I don't even like the race
You can add me on the book, but just know I need myspace
Fuck that pill that I just ate, now I can't feel my face
I can't tell you why I popped it, I don't even like the taste
I don't even like the taste
I can't tell you why I popped it, now I can't feel my face
Now I can't feel my face
I don't even like the race
Credits
Writer(s): Slim Fargo
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