How You Feelin'
Jennerical
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Aye aye, bitch! (Woah woah woah) Woah woah woah, slow it down Woah woah woah, hold on (C Flow) Aye, dissin' on me I'm the topic These bullets I'm shooting go right to his noggin No negotiating, ain't got no time for no talkin' Bullets right to his head and they gon' damn white-chalk him Call up the gang and you know they gon' hawk him Sittin' outside his house like a motherfucka stalking' Wet this shit up like it's parallel parkin' I ain't gon' play, got no time for no jargon Walkin' shit down like a motherfuckin' cop Caught him lackin' outside at the bus-stop Had to pull up on him let the rust off Bitch I do not give a f*ck let it bust off Aye, let that shit bust I ain't playin' Bullets I'm sprayin' that motherfucka playin' Walk him down, pull it out now that boy prayin' Left that boy layin' right in the Egyptian sand Aye, I don't give a f*ck what you talkin' bout' I'ma pull up on his ass white-chalk him out I don't give a f*ck bout' that shit, I pull up on yo ass And I left that boy sidewalk-chalked out That boy was playin' so f*ck the negotiation, I'ma pull up on him Bitch I'm sprayin' That boy tried to diss up on the damn brand Pull up with a blick so I shot his damn hand Droppin' his shit now he lookin' like "What next?" One to the neck and I had to put two in the chest Bitch you know I'm pursuin' the best Don't give a f*ck bout' yo' fake ass flex I'll take that fools-gold off yo' neck Claim he a gangsta, that shit on the net Shooters don't aim at the rim, at the net Bet on that shit and you losin' a bet My racks extended, yo' shit is contended Put ten in it, then I hit yo' ass with Bennet Rollie Avalanche like Kai Cenat Give me a competition, I'ma win it, bitch Runnin' shit like a scrimmage, bitch I give a f*ck how you feelin' bitch Racks all the way to the ceiling Bitch I don't give a f*ck how you feelin' bitch Ice on my neck, I'm chillin' Shit that you live in, I'll buy the whole building Ain't give a f*ck about me, I'm still healing Ha, lil' bitch I'm just kiddin' I got the racks and you see how I did it Bitch I'm the man, I fuckin' admit it Apply for that shit, you ain't gon' get admitted Yo' shit on the curb, we gon' motherfuckin' kick it, bitch Yeah F*ck they be talkin' bout' when they be sayin' I ain't gon' be shit You got this shit confused, on brodie Aye aye Bitch, yeah Bitch, yeah Bitch, yeah
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