Close Feeling

(Rounds and rounds and rounds)
(Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em)
(Pick 'em up, pick 'em up, pick 'em up)
(Have some fun, have some fun)
(Rounds and rounds and rounds)
(Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em)
(Okay let's go and, okay let's go, okay let's go and)
(Have some fun, have some fun)
DVRST

(Killers, y'all bitches too low)
(Y'all bitches, ain't no killers, y'all bitches too low)
(Y'all bitches, y'all bitches, y'all bitches too low)
(Y'all bitches, ain't no killers, y'all bitches, too low, aye)

Big bitches talkin' shit, but I be laughin' at 'em (they talkin')
My group is strapped like Jets, and we ain't playin' with 'em (play, oh play)
I'm, I'm poppin' out like KD, I'ma go and get 'em (go, go)
I'm about that lucky way, so don't be fuckin' with 'em

Niggas, bitches, crazy, you ain't heard the buzz (you ain't)
Like what the niggas we get to and watch them thugs (okay)
My attitude is fuck you, pay me, boy, don't even speak (speak)
I know your bitch is shady, I can see straight through you, see (I see)

I open my eyes in the morning and cry, it tightens to me
That, I can't remember that dream
Just, l-, I remember that I lost the faith
I'm always lookin' for something or someone

Countin' money, check, she got my back, you know (so what?)
And we ain't never ran off, back down, ain't a no, hoe (so what, hoe?)
I'm havin' rounds on that cock, you niggas see them guns (guess what?)
My niggas on the flip, okay, let's go and have some fun (alright)

(Rounds and rounds and rounds)
(Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em)
(Pick 'em up, pick 'em up, pick 'em up)
(Have some fun, have some fun)
(Rounds and rounds and rounds)
(Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em)
(Okay, let's go and, okay let's go, okay let's go and)
(Have some fun, have some fun)
(Have some fun, have some fun)



Credits
Writer(s): Valerii Zaitsev, Ivan Arkadievich Kurdiumov
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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