Yo Gotti - Ion Feel Em lyrics

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Ft. Kevin Gates

(Hook)

Got beef fo' a nigga on Twitter, you a hitter

Gun emoji only comin', you a killa

Ain't believe these niggas, I ain't with these niggas

Don't get these niggas, Ion feel em

And ya can act to say I'm on the ground

Took a picture from the Lamb'

And you got bricks to sell on the town

Goddamn, I don't trust these niggas

I don't fuck with these niggas

These busted ass niggas, Ion feel em

Ion feel em, Ion feel em, Ion feel em

You a gangsta on the Twitter, Ion feel ya

Sendin' threats on the ground, they gon' kill ya

(Verse: Yo Gotti)

Aye, I just woke up to some Twitter beef

Social gangsters, 'em niggas tickle me

And my bitch say I'm a deadbeat, forreal?

On the ground, but I run their head err'week

I'm from Memphis, my nigga, shit different, my nigga

We don't do comments, the young niggas shoot pistols, my nigga

Drug dealin' on the ground, you got that Ad fo' sale

Are you a Microsoft plug? You got threads fo' sale?

These niggas upload guns and shit, can't make puns and shit

And you post yo whole life, how you gon' run?

These niggas ain't thinkin' these niggas foolish foolish

I'm just coolin', kickin' back like who they think they foolin'?

These niggas ain't G (nah), these niggas ain't me

These bitches really ain't bad like they on YG

In person might think it's a whole 'notha person, nigga

Livin' through my verses, bitches fuckin' just for purses

Is it worth it? But who am I?

God, I'll neva live a lie, I won't even try

Nigga quick to post some shit that they can't even buy

Nigga quick to write some shit that they won't even try

Gun emoji, bang bang, pussy, you a lie!

Neva shot nuttin', neva watched nuttin' die

How you gon' hashtag squad when ye ain't neva ride?

Long gone, long oaf, yeah, run and hide

And be on that same tough shit when I'm lookin' on yo eyes

Pussy!

(Hook)

Got beef fo' a nigga on Twitter, you a hitter

Gun emoji only comin', you a killa

Ain't believe these niggas, I ain't with these niggas

Don't get these niggas, Ion feel em

(Verse 2: Kevin Gates)

(Took a trip out the city bein' escorted by siege)

(Just came back from up the road but I got caught in a ditch)

(Paper game keep it skinny, class II when I felt it)

(What if I get convicted? Who gon' take care of my children?)

Prayin' harder than eva, tryin' hard to do betta

I be talkin' to God, but I walk with the devil

Said got carpenter skills, workin' hard _____(?) weather

Can't hold a hammer and nails, pistol and an umbrella

The clip ______(?) back on my scalpel

Get too close and it's deadly

Jump out of the Benz, berner all white, burnin' neva

______________(?) weather, character suppressor

Ain't no shinin' when I'm grindin', on my mind is whateva

Like Brown' murder, only talked about fo' a week

They say Gates, what's yo tape? We just wanted you speak

Where I'm from, this go on every day in the streets

Still don't add this with Lenore, they won't work on my flood

Even when it's hot, I thug, make em murk fo' the plug

(Handle it like what if I go to jail?)

They gon' work fo' a boss

(I will not get ________(?))