FEEL THIS WAY
I'm so, faded
Woke up, jaded
Flow so, crazy
Fuck y'all, pay me
Ayo, let me get a Dutch, "Gold Fusion"
And a Game, "Red Ruby"
Add a Backwood, it's a movie
Me and my friends, goin' stupid
Damn, I just bought a zip
Me and all my bitches gettin' lit
Wakin' up, roll it up, take a hit
Shakin' ass in the club, throwing fits
(Uh)
First blunt, I'm a bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Second blunt, bitches average to me
I-I-I been goin' through it all day
Now I wanna feel like I'm that bitch, clear the walk way
If you got a blunt in your motherfuckin' hand, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
Say, if you took a couple shots and don't really give a fuck, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You the life of the party and you trying to turn it up, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You ain't think you had enough, trying to roll another one, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah) Aye!
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
Smokin' the trees till I'm gone and I'm weak
Hoes better leave me alone, I'm at peace
Break it down, spark it up, then you smoke and repeat
Passin' blunts like it's L's, baby hold this for me
Got a bag and I spent some on a bag
Bitches judging me as if I ever asked
Let me do a vibe check, all my bitches passed
Puff, puff, pass, smokin' on nothin' but gas (Ayo, point me to the)
Point me to the shots like I'm a Baddie
This shit got me seein' double, Liv and Maddie
Catch me, on the way, bitch, we six deep in a Caddy
It's a vibe, feel like Tyler when I'm smokin' on that Hattie
Bitch, I'm feelin' good
With my pretty saditty, bitches, and you wish you could
My energy can't get negative, wish a nigga would
These hating hoes said they want the smoke but ain't hittin' right
The way they talkin' out they neck, maybe these niggas should
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
If you got a blunt in your motherfuckin' hand, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
Say, if you took a couple shots and don't really give a fuck, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You the life of the party and you trying to turn it up, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You ain't think you had enough, trying to roll another one, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah) Aye!
Woke up, jaded
Flow so, crazy
Fuck y'all, pay me
Ayo, let me get a Dutch, "Gold Fusion"
And a Game, "Red Ruby"
Add a Backwood, it's a movie
Me and my friends, goin' stupid
Damn, I just bought a zip
Me and all my bitches gettin' lit
Wakin' up, roll it up, take a hit
Shakin' ass in the club, throwing fits
(Uh)
First blunt, I'm a bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Second blunt, bitches average to me
I-I-I been goin' through it all day
Now I wanna feel like I'm that bitch, clear the walk way
If you got a blunt in your motherfuckin' hand, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
Say, if you took a couple shots and don't really give a fuck, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You the life of the party and you trying to turn it up, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You ain't think you had enough, trying to roll another one, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah) Aye!
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
Smokin' the trees till I'm gone and I'm weak
Hoes better leave me alone, I'm at peace
Break it down, spark it up, then you smoke and repeat
Passin' blunts like it's L's, baby hold this for me
Got a bag and I spent some on a bag
Bitches judging me as if I ever asked
Let me do a vibe check, all my bitches passed
Puff, puff, pass, smokin' on nothin' but gas (Ayo, point me to the)
Point me to the shots like I'm a Baddie
This shit got me seein' double, Liv and Maddie
Catch me, on the way, bitch, we six deep in a Caddy
It's a vibe, feel like Tyler when I'm smokin' on that Hattie
Bitch, I'm feelin' good
With my pretty saditty, bitches, and you wish you could
My energy can't get negative, wish a nigga would
These hating hoes said they want the smoke but ain't hittin' right
The way they talkin' out they neck, maybe these niggas should
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
I am in a brand new space
I don't wanna feel my face
New za with a brand new taste
I love when I feel this way, oh yeah
If you got a blunt in your motherfuckin' hand, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
Say, if you took a couple shots and don't really give a fuck, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You the life of the party and you trying to turn it up, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah)
You ain't think you had enough, trying to roll another one, say, hell yeah
(Hell yeah) Aye!
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Writer(s): Junior Hilliard
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