Cory Gunz - Feelat lyrics

rate me

ft. Mack Maine

Touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them heels

Got my couple blunt and I’m chill

Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel

Feel that I’m hood rich, feel that I don’t talk shit

Feel that I run shit, feel that, I fucked your bitch

Feel that, stacked that bread, feel that, straps on deck

Feel that, fuck y’all say, feel that, she bust my head

Feel that, I don’t feel shit, feel that, I feel your bitch

Feel that, smoke, syrup, activist, I be sipping that shit

Feel that, I’m about racks, feel that, you niggas don’t trap

Feel that, you niggas sell rap, feel that, my niggas sell crack

Feel that, five for the 40, feel that, riding slowly

Wheel that, fight at your homie, kill that, young and let your hood right

Feel that, I’m looking for a place, you’re right, I punch you in the face

Feel that, I cut you in the face like what the fuck you gotta say? Spill that

Me? Stop, never go away, when I die sucking till late

Young money, cash money, militia, bitch, nigga, feel that

I be doing me, feel that, she be doing me, feel that

We play catch, we play catch, throw that ass back like feel that

Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that

Real niggas and his bitch, feel that, fought a K on my wrist, feel that

Got a bitch that like to suck dick but she always tryina take a trip, feel that

I always tell a bitch no, feel that, no, bitch, you can’t go, feel that

You ain’t my girl, you ain’t my bitch, you ain’t my hoe, feel that

Right where you talk is where you get killed at

But none in here, nigga gets your shit pill back

It’ll be a minute till your body parts heal back

Pimp C, Bum B, what a trill at, when broke niggas come around we don’t feel that

A bitch with a funky pussy, we don’t feel that

We the vets, we the richest, we don’t feel that

If you don’t feel this, we’ll make you feel that

That, that, brrr, stick up, you call out for help but ain’t nobody there to pick up

Shot to your body, Pilates, sit ups, ‘cause your legs off lil’ boy, now get up

Feel that, nigga, I know you can’t feel that

Ace school, … the realest niggas in the game still at

The chauffeur in the front and I’m in the back

No dyke but my nigga, I’m strapped

Put me on the globe, put me on the map

Paraplegic flow

The chauffeur in the front and I’m in the back

No dyke but my nigga, I’m strapped

Put me on the globe, put me on the map

Paraplegic flow

Feel that, touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them hills

Got my couple blunt and I’m chill

Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel

Feel that, touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them hills

Got my couple blunt and I’m chill

Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel

Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that

Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that